Tim Eaton and The Highway Roses - Life Part Three

I never want to take that trip
A riding on a southbound train
Como route to Waterfall
One more stop we're here again

An irony I can't escape
I've spent that coin I've paid our freight
On a shady glade of whispered tones
Another day I'll too call home

I'll too call home
I'll too call
La Da de dah
Da de dah
Da de dah dah dah

La Da de dah
Da de dah
Da de dah dah dah

He stared at me straight to my soul
Softly said Son welcome
Life Part three
Woronora Cemetery
Leigh Frankie Leigh

Not Rene, Pink or Pearl
A legacy can't see or hear
A thousand souls knew loves embrace
Ten thousand more her grace

I'm hoping that she'll wait for me
To laugh and kiss the night away
Where time and space don't mean a thing
Two spirits of the golden rings

Two golden rings
Two golden
La Da de dah
Da de dah
Da de dah dah dah

La Da de dah
Da de dah
Da de dah dah dah

Nothing like I thought would be
but Tall trees fallen once were seeds
Crack and fall and start again
Tides roll out and and tides roll in

Tides rolling in
Tides rolling
La Da de dah
Da de dah
Da de dah dah dah

La Da de dah
Da de dah
Da de dah dah dah

Once again beside my bride
We'll hold hands and talk
Of Times gone by
And I'll stop crying

La Da de dah
Da de dah
Da de dah dah dah

La Da de dah
Da de dah
Da de dah dah dah

Written by:
Timothy Eaton

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