Billy Boyd - The Last Goodbye Lyrics
Get the lyrics to the song: The Last Goodbye by Billy Boyd at LyricsKeeper.com.
The Last Goodbye
| The Last Goodbye Lyrics |
|---|
What Are The Lyrics For The Last Goodbye By Billy Boyd?
I saw the light fade from the sky
On the wind I heard a sigh As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers I will say this last goodbye Night is now falling So ends this day The road is now calling And I must away Over hill and under tree Through lands where never light has shone By silver streams that run down to the sea Under cloud, beneath the stars Over snow one winter's morn I turn at last to paths that lead home And though where the road then takes me I cannot tell We came all this way But now comes the day To bid you farewell Many places I have been Many sorrows I have seen But I don't regret Nor will I forget All who took the road with me Night is now falling So ends this day The road is now calling And I must away Over hill and under tree Through lands where never light has shone By silver streams that run down to the sea To these memories I will hold With your blessing I will go To turn at last to paths that lead home And though where the road then takes me I cannot tell We came all this way But now comes the day To bid you farewell I bid you all a very fond farewell |
Who Wrote The Last Goodbye By Billy Boyd?
Billy Boyd, Howard Leslie Shore, Frances Rosemary Walsh, Philippa Jane Boyens
|
What's The Duration Of The The Last Goodbye By Billy Boyd?The duration of The Last Goodbye is 4:07 minutes and seconds. |
More Lyrics
0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
Lyrics Of The Day
- Natascia Diaz: Old Folks The old folks don't talk much…
- Jon Bryant: Evening Sun All the colors of the evening sun…
- Afro-Blues Quintet + 1: Shop Around When I became of age my mother called me to her side…
- John Brown's Body: Over the River Time stains like red wine…
- Daniel Boone: Beautiful Sunday Sunday morning, up with the lark…