Top Songs By American Music Club
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
American Music Club
Künstler:in
Mark Eitzel
Stimme und Gesang
Daniel Pearson
Bassgitarre
Tim Mooney
Schlagzeug
Vudi
Gitarre
Bruce Kaplan
Musiker:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Lee Hays
Songwriter:in
Pete Seeger
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
John Paterno
Ingenieurassistent:in
Tchad Blake
Mischtechniker:in
Bob Ludwig
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Mitchell Froom
Produzent:in
Lyrics
The love cry of the traveling man goes
No one knows who I am
But I'm as priceless as a brass ring
That's losing the heat from your hand
A quiet man sits quietly, learning his lesson
The slow smooth wheel of disintegration
You don't want them to talk to you
No you don't want to take part
You say, "Just get me back to the leper colony
'Cause that's where you left my heart"
I feel time pass by like a joy, no medicine can preserve
Somewhere along the line, I lost my nerve
Maybe I'm almost there
Maybe I'm almost there
And maybe I'm almost there
Maybe I'm almost there
Give me the keys to your theme park
Bury me under your layer of snow
And watch me ride all the rides
Around and around I go
I don't know if I've reached the bottom yet
And I don't know if the ice has finally begun to set
I feel time pass like a joy, I tried so hard to relearn
But somewhere along the line, I passed the point of no return
Maybe I'm almost there
Maybe I'm almost there
Yeah, maybe, maybe I'm almost there
Maybe I'm almost there
The love cry of the traveling man goes
No one knows who I am
But I'm as priceless as a brass ring
That lost the heat from your hand
Writer(s): John Mark Eitzel
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