Bruce Cockburn – Letras de Blueberry Hill

Álbum: Breakfast in New Orleans, Dinner in Timbuktu

I found my thrill
on Blueberry Hill
on Blueberry Hill
when I found you.

The moon stood still
on Blueberry Hill
and lingered until
my dreams came true.

The wind in the willow played
love's sweet melody;
but all of those vows we made
were never to be

Tho? we're apart,
you're part of me still
for you were my thrill
on Blueberry Hill

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