American Tune

AMERICAN TUNE (words by Paul Simon music by JS Bach) Many's the time I've been mistaken, and many times confused And I've often felt forsaken, and certainly misused. But it's all right, it's all right, I'm just weary to my bones Still, you don't expect to be bright and Bon Vivant So far away from home, so far away from home. I don't know a soul who's not been battered Don't have a friend who feels at ease Don't know a dream that's not been shattered Or driven to its knees. But it's all right, all right, We've lived so well so long Still, when I think of the road we're traveling on, I wonder what went wrong, I can't help it I wonder what went wrong. And I dreamed I was flying. I dreamed my soul rose unexpectedly, and looking back down on me, smiled rea*suringly, and I dreamed I was dying. And far above, my eyes could clearly see The Statue of Liberty, drifting away to sea And I dreamed I was flying. We come on a ship we call the Mayflower, We come on a ship that sailed the moon We come at the age's most uncertain hour And sing the American tune But it's all right, its all right You can't be forever blessed Still, tomorrow's gonna be another working day And I'm trying to get some rest, That's all, I'm trying to get some rest. filename[ AMERTUNE SS ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===