The road up to tor The crystal clearness of that summer morning Ttwo lines of sulfate sparkled on the glass The same thing happened with that echo As with what happened in my heart I'll take a free ride on a wooden horse That's going round and round and up and down Don't ask me to give up my Polish dream I ought to know just who I am Honey I'm an expert in having fun But it seems to me like you've just had a wake I'll sing all night I'm a loaded gun The rich rise early and the poor sleep lat (azchords.com)