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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=72979" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bells Of The Evening</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bells of the evening, o sing to my love<br>Tell her I miss her, my own turtledove<br>The streets of the old town are covered with rain<br>I think I might never know true love again<br>Im lost with no road signs to guide me<br>A slave to my whiskey and dreams<br>Bells of the evening, o bells that I love<br>Ive got some feelings I long to be rid of<br>Im not one to ramble; Im not one to boast<br>Though I had one lover more lovely than most<br>She was a country girl born to be free<br>Who took to the city by chance there to find me<br>Bells of the evening go pealin<br>Im down here listenin to you<br>Bells of the evening, o bells of the sea<br>Tell her that I love her, that Im lost and so lonely<br>Bells of the evening, your sweet sunday sound<br>Reminds me of the redwoods and moss covered ground<br>So if I should wander on back to the coast<br>Tell her to remember its her I need the most<br>Im caught by the minstrels misfortune<br>Of being forever displaced<br>Bells of the evening, o bells of the sea<br>Tell her that I love her; that Im lost Im so lonely</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=72979" data-title="Bells Of The Evening" data-description="Bells of the evening, o sing to my love Tell her I miss her, my own turtledove The streets of the old town are covered with rain I think I might never know true love again Im lost with no road signs to guide me A slave to my whiskey and dreams Bel..."></div> </div> </div>
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