There are those who understand That long before this all began A hammer hit the nail with great sympathy
A clothespin hanging on the line The cork on the bottles up your wine Strings that bowed concert, make a symphony
And oh oh the ancient commonsense of things And oh oh the ancient commonsense of things
There are those who know to look Through all the crannies and the nooks When I found you dear, what it meant to me
Book to shelf and foot to shoe And likewise I belong to you My heart is pounding loud just like a timpany
And oh oh the ancient commonsense of things And oh oh the ancient commonsense of things And oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ... Oh oh the ancient commonsense of things
And oh oh the ancient commonsense of things And oh oh the ancient commonsense of things And oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ... Oh oh the ancient commonsense of thingsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
