Don Quixote-Gordon Lightfoot

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[ar:Gordon Lightfoot]
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[00:00.00]Don Quixote - Gordon Lightfoot
[00:10.57]Through the woodland through the valley
[00:12.90]Comes a horseman wild and free
[00:15.61]Tilting at the windmills passing
[00:17.93]Who can the brave young horseman be
[00:20.41]He is wild but he is mellow
[00:22.83]He is strong but he is weak
[00:25.32]He is cruel but he is gentle
[00:27.86]He is wise but he is meek
[00:33.02]Reaching for his saddlebag
[00:35.31]He takes a battered book into his hand
[00:40.22]Standing like a prophet bold
[00:42.59]He shouts across the ocean to the shore
[00:46.62]Till he can shout no more
[00:50.36]I have come o'er moor and mountain
[00:52.16]Like the hawk upon the wing
[00:55.12]I was once a shining knight
[00:57.55]Who was the guardian of a king
[01:00.10]I have searched the whole world over
[01:02.56]Looking for a place to sleep
[01:05.10]I have seen the strong survive
[01:07.51]And I have seen the lean grown weak
[01:15.28]See the children of the earth
[01:17.62]Who wake to find the table bare
[01:20.30]See the gentry in the country
[01:22.63]Riding off to take the air
[01:27.83]Reaching for his saddlebag
[01:30.13]He takes a rusty sword into his hand
[01:34.99]Then striking up a knightly pose
[01:37.39]He shouts across the ocean to the shore
[01:41.73]Till he can shout no more
[01:45.08]See the jailor with his key
[01:47.43]Who locks away all trace of sin
[01:50.04]See the judge upon the bench
[01:52.38]Who tries the case as best he can
[01:54.95]See the wise and wicked ones
[01:57.41]Who feed upon life's sacred fire
[01:59.99]See the soldier with his gun
[02:02.46]Who must be dead to be admired
[02:09.97]See the man who tips the needle
[02:12.36]See the man who buys and sells
[02:14.80]See the man who puts the collar
[02:17.23]On the ones who dare not tell
[02:19.79]See the drunkard in the tavern
[02:22.26]Stemming gold to make ends meet
[02:24.76]See the youth in ghetto black
[02:27.21]Condemned to life upon the street
[02:32.54]Reaching for his saddlebag
[02:34.71]He takes a tarnished cross into his hand
[02:39.65]Then standing like a preacher now
[02:42.08]He shouts across the ocean to the shore
[02:46.96]Then in a blaze of tangled hooves
[02:49.49]He gallops off across the dusty plain
[02:53.52]In vain to search again
[02:55.78]Where no one will hear
[03:03.81]Through the woodland through the valley
[03:05.91]Comes a horseman wild and free
[03:08.48]Tilting at the windmills passing
[03:11.08]Who can the brave young horseman be
[03:13.69]He is wild but he is mellow
[03:15.93]He is strong but he is weak
[03:18.49]He is cruel but he is gentle
[03:20.89]He is wise but he is week