The Peddlers
The Peddlers
The Peddlers
The Peddlers
The Peddlers
The Peddlers
The Peddlers
The Peddlers
The Peddlers
The Peddlers
The Peddlers
The Peddlers
The Peddlers
The Peddlers
Old man there, people stare
Thinking back, to God knows where
Always back from where he’s been
I have seen, I have seen
Time goes so slow
Days come and go
But I know
Yes I know
New born son, life has won
Take first steps, then he’ll run
Run away, from all that’s been
I have done
I have seen
Time goes so slow
Days come and go
But I know
Yes I know