Grant McLennan
Grant McLennan
Grant McLennan
Grant McLennan
Grant McLennan
Grant McLennan
Grant McLennan
Grant McLennan
Grant McLennan
Grant McLennan
Grant McLennan
High August moon
The light coming into my room
Dead winter leaves
The sound of the wind through the trees
I thought by now we'd be on, we'd be further on
I'm telling everyone that you're the only one
Haven't I been a fool
Tell the funeral man
I don't like powder on my face
Tell the policeman
To break a law, well that's no disgrace
Tell the doctor too
That his medicine is far too good
Tell the baker man
That the bread that he bakes tastes like wood
Haven't I been a fool
Tell everybody
Don't come knocking on my door
Tell everyone
That a long line has been drawn
Tell the back-stabbers too
That their knives are too blunt
I'm telling everyone
You're the one, you're the one that I want
Haven't I been a fool
Haven’t I been a fool was written by Grant McLennan.
Haven’t I been a fool was produced by Dave Dobbyn.