3,000 Miles From Here

Fare thee well, gentle maid

I'll see you on your way

And the sun will rise tomorrow

And wash my sins away

For I know that I've abused you

But I only had a day

And I know that's why you left me

In your own sad little wayI am gone, disappeared

But I hear a young dove crying

Three thousand miles from hereSome would say you were a loser

'Cause you play a loser's game

But then if I am a winner

Why then am I so ashamed?

If you hear a young dove crying

You'll know it's me to blame

For I never got her number

I never knew her nameNow she's gone, disappeared

But I hear a young dove crying

Three thousand miles from here

Songwriters

Hunter, IanPublished by

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