My Wild Golden Year

from by Sleeping Bulls

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lyrics

Christ was a soldier
In an army of love
And he paid for the jackal horde
As he paid for the dove

Tell me where is that holy man
Tell me where is the king
In the wheels of progress or in the dour polluted stream

In a Chinese temple garden
Your best friend’s a cigarette
Tiny tower of opulence ‘neath
The tower of regret

Tell me where is my diamond stair
Tell me where's heaven’s rope
Tell me where are my countrymen
Tell me where is my dope

Well we once knew fortune on a tireless plane
Now we’re tired ourselves and demurred on a shitty Belfast train

Tell where is my continent
Tell me where is my cheer
Have I lost it all for nothing in my wild golden year!

credits

from The Least Banquets, released June 1, 2012
Mark Adamec: Guitar, Vocals
Lyon Chadwick: Strings, Vocals
David Gilmore: Pedal Steel, Piano, Vocals
Len Clark: Drums
Billy Chadwick: Bass

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Sleeping Bulls Mississippi

Longtime friends and collaborators David Gilmore, Mark Adamec and Lyon Chadwick hail from the wild lands to the South and have worked tirelessly to develop a sound that defies traditional notions that their place of origin precludes sophistication.

Both of the band's releases are available via iTunes and additional information and adventure can be found at the official Sleeping Bulls website.
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