Four Sticks

Oh, baby, it's cryin' time Ah, baby, I've got to fly I've got to try to find a way I've got to try and find a way Oh, baby, the river's red Ah, baby, it's in my head There's a funny feelin' goin' on, oh yeah I don't think I can hold out long And when the owls cry in the night Oh, baby, baby, when the pines begin to cry Oh, baby, baby, how do you feel? If the rivers run dry, baby How do you feel, oh yeah? Yeah Oh, baby, the rainbow's end Ah, baby, it's just a den It's just a den for those who hide Oh, under love to depths of life, oh And when the owls cry in the night Oh, baby, baby, when the pines begin to cry Baby, baby, how do you feel? When the rivers run dry, baby How do you feel? Ooh yeah, the brave I endure Ooh yeah, strong shields and lore An' they can't hold the wrath of those who walk An' the boots of those who march, oh yeah Oh, I'll never get away from you, baby Ooh, yeah I'll never get away from you, baby Ah Ah, yeah Oh, ah ah, yeah Whoa yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh yeah, uh yeah, uh yeah, uh yeah Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh yeah, uh yeah, uh yeah, uh yeah Yeah Oh, oh Yeah