One winter day he came to me And when he played I almost lost it He came with no food, no weapons, just a Silver saxophone across his back His song restored our hearts once again Took our minds off of the darkness The horrors out side seemed to disappear When he played for us that special tune
When the storm came he fought Low on rations he starved For the children he played A magic tune
The saxophone man, he is gone now But what he played went some thing like this
Through the dark Showed no fear Played away All our fears
The mysterious saxophone player Was a kind and gentle man Though jealousy came from the others He was accepted in the end An honest man generous to all But what I recall most was the tune Now that there is light again I wish for no thing more than to thank him
When the storm came he fought More food for us he caught For the children he played A magic tune
The saxophone man, he is gone now But what he played went some thing like this
Through the dark Showed no fear Played away All our fearsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
