Omar Khayyam Country

Lyrics
As I walked out in the garden The garden in May I picked a rose that was waiting And gave my heart away She was red, she was winsome She was wine, she was wine to behold All my life I've been wandering No star air will show I heard a voice calling sweetly Come be my very own She was born in the mountains But the valley was her home She took my hand oh so gently Far from this world of care She showered me with kisses bright The rainbow in her hair She was blue, she was golden She was white, she was white to my soul Walked with her through the meadows And through the towns below Stayed with her through the Winter love And never let her go She is Love, she is Beauty She is Christ on fire Come the day that we've parted I cried the whole night through I wonder if the curls of Love will ever be untrue Then she rose from the ashes Like the Sun, like the Sun Like the Sun in the night Now we walk through the lanes of time And through the hearts of men I lost to wants in the devil's game But I won't her let again She is Spring, she is Summer She is wine to behold Come in men to the garden Where I have gone before Catch the rose that is blowing and love her ever more She is young, she is winsome She's thine, she's thine to behold She is red, she is waiting She is the bright of your soul
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Credits
- Writers
- Robbie Basho