you loved And as the moon rises The black mountain mourns For the old friend He'll look on no more Jacks in the pulpit Bones in the sky Long windin'
you loved And as the moon rises The black mountain mourns For the old friend He'll look on no more. Jacks-in-the-Pulpit Bones in the sky Long winding
Vertaling: Fogelberg, Dan. Bones In The Sky.