Ralph McTell
heron song
And once I walked a million miles
All the way to Yugoslavia
And I carried you all of the way
For where I was then there you are.
As the sun rose o'er the curb stones
By the road where I'd been sleeping
Them night-long trucks, as they roared by
They could not drown my weeping.
And it was me, and I alone
Who looked toward the far horizon
And I saw King Heron
On his dead tree throne
And I knew not which to keep my mind on.
Now I cannot speak for everyone
For they got their reasons
All on this road
But, Heron, would that I had your wings
For then I'd know where I would go.
For then I'd know where I would go...
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- Miscellaneous
- The Best Of
- 8 Frames a Second: Expanded Edition
- The Best of Ralph McTell
- Affairs of the Heart
- The Definitive Transatlantic Collection
- Live At Troubadour Festival 1997
- Affairs of the Heart: A Collection of His Love Songs
- Somewhere Down The Road
- Streets of London: The Best of Ralph McTell
- Spiral Staircase
- Spiral Staircase: Expanded Edition
- Streets of London: The Best of Ralph McTell (22)
- Streets of London: Best of Ralph McTell
- Eight Frames a Second
- From Clare to Here: The Songs of Ralph McTell
- The Definitive Collection
- Right Side Up
- Streets of London and Other Story Songs
- Sand in Your Shoes