Gene Clark
Gene Clark
Gene Clark
Gene Clark
Gene Clark
Gene Clark
Gene Clark
Gene Clark
Gene Clark
Gene Clark
Gene Clark
Flatt-Scruggs
Darling I´ve come to tell you
Though it really breaks my heart
But before the morning dawn
We´ll be many miles apart
Can´t you hear the night birds crying
Far across the raging sea
Why of others you are thinking
Won´t you ever think of me
Don´t that road look rough and rocky
Don´t that sea look wide and deep
Don´t my baby look the sweetest
When she´s in my arms asleep
Can´t you hear...