作词 : B.R. Hornsby 作曲 : B.R. Hornsby There was a man of confused and sad nature Thought no one loved him, that was not true He said he was a lost soul, didn't fit in anywhere Didn't know where to turn or who to turn to There's a lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of love, lost soul Ever since, oh, I can remember We all tried to ease the pain Took him in when he needed some shelter Tried to make him feel he was one of us again There was one day, oh, I can remember He sat alone with a pencil in his hand All day long he drew careful on the paper In the end, just a picture of a man There's the lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of love, lost soul Oh, dear Mary, do you remember The day we went walking downtown As I recall, it was in early December After school had just let out When I see you on the street in the twilight I may tip my hat and keep my head down You show me love, but maybe I don't deserve it I've been called but not been found There's a lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of love, lost soul
作词 : B.R. Hornsby 作曲 : B.R. Hornsby There was a man of confused and sad nature Thought no one loved him, that was not true He said he was a lost soul, didn't fit in anywhere Didn't know where to turn or who to turn to There's a lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of love, lost soul Ever since, oh, I can remember We all tried to ease the pain Took him in when he needed some shelter Tried to make him feel he was one of us again There was one day, oh, I can remember He sat alone with a pencil in his hand All day long he drew careful on the paper In the end, just a picture of a man There's the lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of love, lost soul Oh, dear Mary, do you remember The day we went walking downtown As I recall, it was in early December After school had just let out When I see you on the street in the twilight I may tip my hat and keep my head down You show me love, but maybe I don't deserve it I've been called but not been found There's a lost soul coming down the road Somewhere between two worlds With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips We'll row the boat to the far shore Row the boat of love, lost soul
