He was a most peculiar man.That's what Mrs. Riordan said and she should know;She lived upstairs from himShe said he was a most peculiar man.He was a most peculiar man.He lived all ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Simon & Garfunkel
I'd rather be a sparrow than a snailYes I would, if I could, I surely wouldI'd rather be a hammer than a nailYes I would, if I only could, I surely wouldAway, I'd rather sail awayL...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Simon & Garfunkel
I'm a rambler I'm a gamblerI'm a long way from my homeIf you people don't like meI can make out on my own'Cause it's darkAnd it's rainin'And the Moon gives no lightAnd my pony can ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Simon & Garfunkel
I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song.I'm twenty-two now but I won't be for longTime hurries on.And the leaves that are green turn to brown,And they wither with the wind,An...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Simon & Garfunkel
I hear the drizzle of the rainLike a memory it fallsSoft and warm continuingTapping on my roof and wallsAnd from the shelter of my mindThrough the window of my eyesI gaze beyond th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Simon & Garfunkel
Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes togetherI've got some real estate here in my bagSo we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's piesAnd we walked off to look for Ame...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Simon & Garfunkel
Many's the time I've been mistaken, and many times confusedYes and I've often felt forsaken, and certainly misusedAh but I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm just weary through my bonesSt...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Simon & Garfunkel
A winter's dayIn a deep and darkDecemberI am aloneGazing from my window to the streets belowOn a freshly fallen silent shroud of snowI am a rockI am an islandI've built wallsA fort...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Simon & Garfunkel
Fog's rollin' in off the East River bankLike a shroud it covers Bleeker StreetFills the alleys where men sleepHides the shepherd from the sheepVoices leaking from a sad cafeSmiling...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Simon & Garfunkel
Old friends, old friends,Sat on their parkbench like bookendsA newspaper blown through the grassFalls on the round toesof the high shoes of the old friendsOld friends, winter compa...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Simon & Garfunkel