Besedila:
Snow Hank My Friends

alone in peace Till I waked up and I found myself at the post of the Mounted Police And there was my friend the murderer and there was my friend the

trudging on and on on my way to the rainbow's end I'm weary and tired but I don't care I'm goin' down to the rainbow's end No friends no home just travelin

me Of my laughter that sometimes filled my eyes with tears And Santa please a box piled high with love and understanding That I could share with all my neighbors and my friends

Written and Recorded by Hank Snow The lights were burning low and Mister Midnight made his way. Old Father TIme had trudged along to close another day

do that again [ piano - guitar ] Between right and the wrong the love and desire This game that I'm playing more dangers than fire I might talk in my sleep or be caught by her friend

In my dreams an old friend came to see you Right from the start he was the stealing kind You'll never know how much it hurt me darling The night you left

Well I had a friend named Gambling Bob he used to steal gamble and rob He thought was the smartest guy in town But I found out last Monday that Bob got

break heavens' bond "C" is the courtroom not on earth but beyond This is my story for "E" is the end This is divorce think it over my friend.

kid next door was parson and the church was make believe For a wedding ring a hairpin I did bend And while flowers along the wayside was my childhood