
Ring Them Bells Gordon Lightfoot
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[Verse 1]
Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries, 'cross the valleys and streams
For they're deep and they're wide, and the world's on its side
And time is a-runnin' backwards and so is the bride
[Verse 2]
Ring them bells St. Peter where the four winds blow
Ring them bells with an iron hand so the people will know
Oh, it's rush hour now. on the wheel of the plow
And the sun is a-goin' down upon the sacred cow
[Verse 3]
Ring them bells sweet Martha for the poor man's son
Ring them bells so the world will know that God is one
For the shepherd is asleep where the willows weep
And the mountain is filled with lost sheep
[Bridge]
Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells, all those who are left
Ring them bells for the chosen few
Who'll judge the many when the game is through
Ring them bells for the time that flies
For the child who cries when innocence dies
Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries, 'cross the valleys and streams
For they're deep and they're wide, and the world's on its side
And time is a-runnin' backwards and so is the bride
[Verse 2]
Ring them bells St. Peter where the four winds blow
Ring them bells with an iron hand so the people will know
Oh, it's rush hour now. on the wheel of the plow
And the sun is a-goin' down upon the sacred cow
[Verse 3]
Ring them bells sweet Martha for the poor man's son
Ring them bells so the world will know that God is one
For the shepherd is asleep where the willows weep
And the mountain is filled with lost sheep
[Bridge]
Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells, all those who are left
Ring them bells for the chosen few
Who'll judge the many when the game is through
Ring them bells for the time that flies
For the child who cries when innocence dies
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