Stories He’d Tell

[Verse 1]
Rowin' through the straits, crawlin' 'cross the mornin' sun
He'd tell of leaving home, England oh when he was young
Magic mountains called, caught him never let him go
Standing in the fields long ago Remembrance Day
While the horses' graze, I never asked the price he paid
Memories of old dead soldier friends so long ago
Was his faith so strong, had he doubts that didn't show?
Seeing life and death, had he learned what I don't know?

[Guitar Solo 1]

[Verse 2]
All along the shore, arbutus trees do grow
And watchin' from their red limbs, kingfishers come and go
And their secrets of hidden coves they call 'cross the bay
Late in the afternoon on salt rocks where we lay
And the water turned to gold, and the day was through
"Goin' home?" he'd asked me, then what I hoped to do
All sons of his drifty friends settlin' down
And I in my aimless way, just a-ramblin' 'round

[Piano Solo]

[Verse 3]
Years turn and life turns beyond windows and doors
The life that he loved is not his anymore
But I think of him often, I remember him well
Places he'd take me, the stories he'd tell

[Guitar Solo 2]

[Outro]
I think of him often, I remember him well
The places he'd take me, the stories he'd tell