Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
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Barbara Dickson
Barbara Dickson
How many roads must a man walk down
Before they call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
And how many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
How many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
And how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see?
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
How many years must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
And how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind