Lyrics Romantic Warrior - Live, 22nd November 1975 - Return to Forever
                                                Standing 
                                                bold 
                                                Romantic 
                                                Warrior
 
                                    
                                
                                                Timeless 
                                                one 
                                                in 
                                                amour 
                                                gold
 
                                    
                                
                                                Giving 
                                                your 
                                                message 
                                                to 
                                                warriors 
                                                all
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                victory 
                                                of 
                                                victories 
                                                is 
                                                about 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                told
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don't 
                                                succumb 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                sorceress 
                                                warriors
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tarnishing 
                                                your 
                                                purpose 
                                                bright
 
                                    
                                
                                                Have 
                                                your 
                                                senses 
                                                yet 
                                                to 
                                                have 
                                                their 
                                                fill
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                battles 
                                                old 
                                                and 
                                                fearsome 
                                                stories 
                                                told 
                                                each 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                You've 
                                                wandered 
                                                off 
                                                the 
                                                path 
                                                my 
                                                warrior 
                                                friends
 
                                    
                                
                                                Those 
                                                pictures 
                                                painted 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                weary 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tell 
                                                of 
                                                age 
                                                old 
                                                times 
                                                gone 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                you 
                                                fought 
                                                and 
                                                jousted 
                                                cross 
                                                the 
                                                skies
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                those 
                                                battled 
                                                faces 
                                                etched 
                                                so 
                                                deep
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                stories 
                                                of 
                                                those 
                                                gruesome 
                                                duels
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                locked 
                                                in 
                                                combat 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                thousand 
                                                years
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                earned 
                                                the 
                                                title 
                                                tyrants 
                                                cruel
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                even 
                                                in 
                                                those 
                                                loud 
                                                victorious 
                                                cries
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                magician 
                                                spun 
                                                    a 
                                                strange 
                                                defeat
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                as 
                                                you 
                                                smote 
                                                from 
                                                view 
                                                the 
                                                jester 
                                                bright
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                battered 
                                                selves 
                                                lay 
                                                at 
                                                your 
                                                feet
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sadness 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                hearts 
                                                ring 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                Protesting 
                                                those 
                                                whose 
                                                silent 
                                                will
 
                                    
                                
                                                Led 
                                                you 
                                                to 
                                                this 
                                                bloodstained 
                                                trail
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                cant 
                                                recall 
                                                deciding 
                                                to 
                                                kill
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pick 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                gauntlet 
                                                warriors
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sheath 
                                                your 
                                                swords 
                                                put 
                                                up 
                                                your 
                                                trusty 
                                                lance
 
                                    
                                
                                                Channel 
                                                the 
                                                power 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                rush 
                                                every 
                                                foe
 
                                    
                                
                                                Into 
                                                giving 
                                                the 
                                                future 
                                                    a 
                                                chance
 
                                    
                                
                                                Believe 
                                                in 
                                                yourselves 
                                                old 
                                                warriors 
                                                bold
 
                                    
                                
                                                Create 
                                                    a 
                                                path 
                                                so 
                                                firm 
                                                and 
                                                sure
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fight 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                birth 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                freedom 
                                                of 
                                                man
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                end 
                                                of 
                                                this 
                                                medieval 
                                                overture
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Hymn Of The Seventh Galaxy - Live, 15th May 1973
2 Spain - Live, 15th May 1973
3 Sometime Ago - Live, 15th May 1973
4 Celebration Suite - Live, 3rd February 1975
5 Space Circus - Live, 3rd February 1975
6 Vulcan Worlds - Live, 3rd February 1975
7 No Mistery - Live, 3rd February 1975
8 Acoustic Solos - Live, 3rd February 1975
9 Space Circus - Live, 9th April 1975
10 Vulcan Worlds - Live, 9th April 1975
11 Celebration Suite - Live, 9th April 1975
12 Vulcan Worlds - Live, 22nd November 1975
13 Shadow Of Lo - Live, 22nd November 1975
14 Romantic Warrior - Live, 22nd November 1975
15 Chick's Solo/La Fiesta - Live, 22nd November 1975
16 Al's Solo - Live 22nd November 1975
17 Stanley's Solo - Live 22nd November 1975
18 Lenny's Solo - Live 22nd November 1975
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