by White Lion on album Simply the Best Rock Ballads 2

Well it's time to say goodbye, my friend I'm glad you stayed until the end I hope that you've enjoyed the time we spent Though I know that I will be back again I don't know just how soon my friend Unt

by White Lion on album The Best of White Lion

Well it's time to say goodbye, my friend I'm glad you stayed until the end I hope that you've enjoyed the time we spent Though I know that I will be back again I don't know just how soon my friend Unt

by White Lion on album Greatest Hits

Well it's time to say goodbye, my friend I'm glad you stayed until the end I hope that you've enjoyed the time we spent Though I know that I will be back again I don't know just how soon my friend Unt

by White Lion on album The Definitive Rock Collection

Well it's time to say goodbye, my friend I'm glad you stayed until the end I hope that you've enjoyed the time we spent Though I know that I will be back again I don't know just how soon my friend Unt

by White Lion on album Anthology '83 - '89

Well it's time to say goodbye, my friend I'm glad you stayed until the end I hope that you've enjoyed the time we spent Though I know that I will be back again I don't know just how soon my friend Unt

by White Lion on album Power Ballads II

Well it's time to say goodbye, my friend I'm glad you stayed until the end I hope that you've enjoyed the time we spent Though I know that I will be back again I don't know just how soon my friend Unt

by White Lion on album The Essentials

Well it's time to say goodbye, my friend I'm glad you stayed until the end I hope that you've enjoyed the time we spent Though I know that I will be back again I don't know just how soon my friend Unt

by Cobblestones on album Late Breakfast: Irish & Scottish Folk

Farewell to Nova Scotia Your seabound coast Though your mountains dark and dreary be. And when I'm far awa' on the briny ocean tossed, Would you ever heave a sigh and remember me The sun was setting

by Cobblestones on album Folk Pop

Farewell to Nova Scotia Your seabound coast Though your mountains dark and dreary be. And when I'm far awa' on the briny ocean tossed, Would you ever heave a sigh and remember me The sun was setting

by Cobblestones on album Late Breakfast

Farewell to Nova Scotia Your seabound coast Though your mountains dark and dreary be. And when I'm far awa' on the briny ocean tossed, Would you ever heave a sigh and remember me The sun was setting

by Machine Head on album The Blackening

Can you hear their cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills And woe to all her songs of love A farewell to arms Mutilated lives blackening as coffin lin

by Machine Head on album The Blackening

Can you hear their cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills And woe to all her songs of love A farewell to arms Mutilated lives blackening as coffin lin

by Machine Head on album The Blackening

Can you hear their cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills And woe to all her songs of love A farewell to arms Mutilated lives blackening as coffin lin

by Machine Head on album The Blackening

Can you hear their cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills And woe to all her songs of love A farewell to arms Mutilated lives blackening as coffin lin

by Machine Head on album The Blackening

Can you hear their cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills And woe to all her songs of love A farewell to arms Mutilated lives blackening as coffin lin

by Machine Head on album The Blackening

Can you hear their cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills And woe to all her songs of love A farewell to arms Mutilated lives blackening as coffin lin

by Machine Head on album The Blackening

Can you hear their cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills And woe to all her songs of love A farewell to arms Mutilated lives blackening as coffin lin

by Machine Head on album The Blackening

Can you hear their cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills And woe to all her songs of love A farewell to arms Mutilated lives blackening as coffin lin

by Nic Jones on album Penguin Eggs

Shotover river, your gold it is waning It's weeks since the colour I've seen But it's no use just sitting and Lady Luck blaming So I'll pack up and make the break clean Farewell to the gold that neve

by Nic Jones on album The Folk Collection

Shotover river, your gold it is waning It's weeks since the colour I've seen But it's no use just sitting and Lady Luck blaming So I'll pack up and make the break clean Farewell to the gold that neve