The Book Of Taliesyn (remaster) lyrics

(Blackmore/Lord/Evans)

In ages past when spells were cast
In a time of men in steel
When a man was taught no special thing
It was all done by feel

So listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page, read the Book of Taliesyn

Hear the song of lovely Joan
Her sound so sweet and clear
In the courtroom of the King
Among children and the peers

So listen, so learn, so read on

(Blackmore/Lord/Simper/Paice)

(instrumental)

Smoke On The Water
Deep Purple

We all came out to Montreux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile
We didn't have much time

Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground

Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke on the water

They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound

(Lord/Blackmore/Evans)

Mama plays a queen on the hill built on a dream
While the children play in the field
Papa smokes the pipe of a sweet and better life
But how strong is the shield?
Can peace be found on the carpet above ground
Where sky is forever blue

So let it pass baby now, the slow and riding cloud
Which may take me from you

Many things a man can lose
His self, his rights, his views

(Lord/Evans)

When the night wind softly blows through my open window
Then I start to remember the girl that brought me joy
Now the night wind softly blows sadness to tomorrow
Bringing tears to eyes so tired
Eyes I thought could cry no more

If the day would only come
Then you might just appear
even though you'd soon be gone
When I reached out my hand

If I could see you
If only I could see you

(Spector/Greenwich/Barry)

When you were a young girl
Did you have a rag doll
The only doll you've ever owned
Now I'll love you just the way you loved that rag doll
Only now my love has grown

It gets stronger as the river flows
Deeper baby, heaven knows
Higher, as it goes

Do I love you, my oh my
River Deep, Mountain High, yeah, yeah, yeah
Do I love you, would I cry

Really hate the running really hate the game
Looking at them all I wanna be unborn again
Their suit is getting tighter
although they're getting thin
The flies are crawling on their face and trying to get in
People say that we're to blame I say
No no no it's just the game
Must we let them fool us no no no
Have we got our freedom no no no
Is it getting better no no no

(Blackmore/Lord/Simper/Paice)

(instrumental)