In 1969 I was following the sun
On my highway of enemies and friends
Just hoping that I might see the grave eastern line
Before the time came for me to meet my end
And we said how the good times just come and go
Like the wind, like the rain, like the time
Revolution they tell just to lose your friend
And I hope at the end you’ll be mine
Solo
And we said how the good times just come and go
Like the wind, like the rain, like the time
Revolution they tell just to lose your friend
And I hope at the end you’ll be mine
Yes I hope at the end you’ll be mine