Song | The Chosen Ones |
Artist | John Denver |
Album | Different Directions |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Nick Smith Music:Joe Camilleri | |
I heard how all the lights went out in Memphis | |
On the death night anniversary of the king | |
The pretenders talking dirty in the palace | |
But it doesn't have that old familiar ring | |
I see there's been some changes in the valley | |
All the renegades have finally settled down | |
Now they worship in the temples of their rivals | |
And desecrate the holy heart of town | |
Can't you hear all those sweet voices singing | |
Takin care of the chosen ones | |
Can't you hear all those mission bells ringin' | |
Say a prayer for the chosen ones | |
I read they're pourin' oil on troubled waters | |
Yet they cast a giant shadow on the land | |
Let's spend another night across the border | |
And bury all our secrets in the sand | |
Now they claim there is a message in the Bible | |
They swear there is no master and his slave | |
But the futures lookin' dim for the lonesome cowboy | |
When the hand the rocks the cradle digs the grave |
Lyrics: Nick Smith Music: Joe Camilleri | |
I heard how all the lights went out in Memphis | |
On the death night anniversary of the king | |
The pretenders talking dirty in the palace | |
But it doesn' t have that old familiar ring | |
I see there' s been some changes in the valley | |
All the renegades have finally settled down | |
Now they worship in the temples of their rivals | |
And desecrate the holy heart of town | |
Can' t you hear all those sweet voices singing | |
Takin care of the chosen ones | |
Can' t you hear all those mission bells ringin' | |
Say a prayer for the chosen ones | |
I read they' re pourin' oil on troubled waters | |
Yet they cast a giant shadow on the land | |
Let' s spend another night across the border | |
And bury all our secrets in the sand | |
Now they claim there is a message in the Bible | |
They swear there is no master and his slave | |
But the futures lookin' dim for the lonesome cowboy | |
When the hand the rocks the cradle digs the grave |
Lyrics: Nick Smith Music: Joe Camilleri | |
I heard how all the lights went out in Memphis | |
On the death night anniversary of the king | |
The pretenders talking dirty in the palace | |
But it doesn' t have that old familiar ring | |
I see there' s been some changes in the valley | |
All the renegades have finally settled down | |
Now they worship in the temples of their rivals | |
And desecrate the holy heart of town | |
Can' t you hear all those sweet voices singing | |
Takin care of the chosen ones | |
Can' t you hear all those mission bells ringin' | |
Say a prayer for the chosen ones | |
I read they' re pourin' oil on troubled waters | |
Yet they cast a giant shadow on the land | |
Let' s spend another night across the border | |
And bury all our secrets in the sand | |
Now they claim there is a message in the Bible | |
They swear there is no master and his slave | |
But the futures lookin' dim for the lonesome cowboy | |
When the hand the rocks the cradle digs the grave |