He walked the streets a begger
they buried him like a king
he played a six string guitar
he wore no golden ring
She had the voice of angels
survived a valley called death
then fearing no evil
she passed every test
They wrote the songs with sunsets
they walked the line together
they stood in a ring of fire
in love they burned forever
Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 8:11 AM UTC
He walked the streets a begger
they buried him like a king
he played a six string guitar
he wore no golden ring
She had the voice of angels
survived a valley called death
then fearing no evil
she passed every test
They wrote the songs with sunsets
they walked the line together
they stood in a ring of fire
in love they burned forever
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