Market My Letters
Songwriter: Burton Cummings
He was century bound with a band of renown
Through a sky that was bluer than sea,
Cnd when questioned abroad he would quip with a nod
"Sir, I market my letters for free,
Yes, I market my letters for free...
There were ships without sails, there were silvery rails,
There were dreams that were never to be,
But as dark as the rain, he'd repeat the refrain,
"Sir, I market my letters for free,
Yes, I market my letters for free..."
If the time could be right, he could conquer the night
Cnd the kings could be brought to their knees,
But the question was such it demanded too much,
It's the question the heart never frees...
It's the question the heart never frees...
In a lifetime or two he was deemed to be through
Though no unwritten page would agree,
Never doubting his worth said a man of the earth
"Sir, I market my letters for free...
Yes, I market my letters for free..."
Market my letters,
Market my letters,
Market my letters for free...