[Fred again..]
Just try it
[Emmylou Harris]
The streets are cracked
And there's glass everywhere
And a baby stares out
With motherless eyes
Under long gone beauty
On fields of war
Trapped in lament
To the poet's core
[Emmylou Harris]
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
[Emmylou Harris]
Met an Indian boy in Ottawa
He laid me down on a bed of straw
Said don't waste your breath
Don't waste your heart
Don't blister your heels
Running in thе dark
[Emmylou Harris & Fred again.., Fred again]
Oh, where, oh, wherе will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
(Oh, where will I be?)
(Just try it)
[Emmylou Harris]
Yeah, I like the heat
Of your body laying under me
May your wild lip get you where your going
With your inventions, your intentions, your laughter
Your forever yearning
[Emmylou Harris & Fred again..]
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, when that trumpet sounds
Oh, where, oh, where
Oh, where, when that trumpet sounds
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where
Oh, where
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Fred again.. - Where Will I Be Lyrics
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[Fred again..]
Just try it
[Emmylou Harris]
The streets are cracked
And there's glass everywhere
And a baby stares out
With motherless eyes
Under long gone beauty
On fields of war
Trapped in lament
To the poet's core
[Emmylou Harris]
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
[Emmylou Harris]
Met an Indian boy in Ottawa
He laid me down on a bed of straw
Said don't waste your breath
Don't waste your heart
Don't blister your heels
Running in thе dark
[Emmylou Harris & Fred again.., Fred again]
Oh, where, oh, wherе will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
(Oh, where will I be?)
(Just try it)
[Emmylou Harris]
Yeah, I like the heat
Of your body laying under me
May your wild lip get you where your going
With your inventions, your intentions, your laughter
Your forever yearning
[Emmylou Harris & Fred again..]
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, when that trumpet sounds
Oh, where, oh, where
Oh, where, when that trumpet sounds
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where
Oh, where
Just try it
[Emmylou Harris]
The streets are cracked
And there's glass everywhere
And a baby stares out
With motherless eyes
Under long gone beauty
On fields of war
Trapped in lament
To the poet's core
[Emmylou Harris]
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
[Emmylou Harris]
Met an Indian boy in Ottawa
He laid me down on a bed of straw
Said don't waste your breath
Don't waste your heart
Don't blister your heels
Running in thе dark
[Emmylou Harris & Fred again.., Fred again]
Oh, where, oh, wherе will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
(Oh, where will I be?)
(Just try it)
[Emmylou Harris]
Yeah, I like the heat
Of your body laying under me
May your wild lip get you where your going
With your inventions, your intentions, your laughter
Your forever yearning
[Emmylou Harris & Fred again..]
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, when that trumpet sounds
Oh, where, oh, where
Oh, where, when that trumpet sounds
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where will I be?
Oh, where, oh, where
Oh, where
