I got two strong arms Lessons of Bobby Long Time to carry on and try for sins and false alarms So to America the brave, so to America wise men say Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground Where an old man of Aaron goes around and around And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right But he'd never, never fight over time I got plans for us, nights in the scullery And days instead of me I only know what to discuss Oh, for anything but light, nothing but light Wise men fighting over you, it's not me you save Pieces of Valentine and just a song of mine to keep from burning history Seasons of gasoline and gold, gold and gasoline Wise men fold near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground Where an old man of Aaron goes around and around And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right But he'd never, never fight over you I got time to kill, sly looks and corridors Without a plan of yours, a black bird sings song, blue bird hill Thanks to the calling of the wild, wise man's child Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground Where an old man of Aaron goes around and around And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right But he'd never, never fight near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground Where an old man of Aaron goes around and around And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right But he'd never, never fight No, he'd never, never fight No, he'd never, never fight over you