And the snow fliesOn a cold and grey Chicago mornA poor

Lady Madonna, children at your feetWonder how you manage to make

I go down my street without a glanceAnd I

If I could save time in a bottleThe first thing that

And so it beganThe story how Elzevir would look after John

Though we've gotta say goodbye for the summerDarling I promise you

There she stood in an empty room, heard a voice from

Hear my voice and listen well, and a story I will

It was way after midnight, all the village was asleepAll except

One word, one heart, one night, is all I wantOne word,

Come to my door, meet me at midnightI can't wait anymore,

Well my furrows are filled with cornI have my woman to

Just in time i heard the cryAnd looking up i saw

There once was a King, who called for the springFor his

There was a lonesome cowboy, who rode his horse all dayAt

Where your love is, put your heart, guard these moments wellWhere

He was but a traveller on the lonely road of lifeShe,

You have sentenced me to death, I accept your decisionI must

Here lies poor John, John from AberdeenHe gave his life for

Shadows darken and the day is doneAnd I cannot believe that