paroles de chanson Waiting For The Bells - Joel Alme

In the early morning rain
We were waiting for the bells
Saved our money to be married
In the early morning rain
And i meet you by the gate
As the old time organ played
I was shaking like the willow
In the early morning rain

And this is my last serenade
Straight in to your heart
Oh baby the last that i bring
Straight in to your heart

With my walnut treambling hands
And my foolished self cut hair
You said that i still healed you
With my walnut treambling hands
And the preacher called my name
And i heard you do the same
The november bells were ringing
In the early morning rain

And this is my last serenade
Straight in to your heart
Oh baby the times that you bring
Straight in to my heart
You gave me more

This is my last serenade
Straight in to your heart
Oh baby the last that i bring
Straight in to your heart
You better give it to me now babe
You better give it to me now babe