There ain't no doctor
That can cure this achin' heart
There ain't no lawyer
Gonna tear these laws apart
Just a pretty blue-eyed girl
Somewhere in the world, it’s up to her.
I leave a crowded club
And go walkin along the curb of the street
I go out to the pier
And stand looking out to sea
And as I turn
I see her starin at me
Come slowly, come softly
Emma Mae!
Children in rags they search
And through the streets they run
And all around them now
Pours the sound of foreign tongues
But the ringing note we make
Is quite clearly sung
That lonesome beggar finds me
And tells me with a sigh
There's no hope left for us now
And the time is drawing nigh
I look past his face
To the stars up in the sky
Come slowly, come softly
Emma Mae!
I take the path that climbs the hills
Up, up into the night
And breathless at the top I stand
Peaceful in the night
From here the town
Is but yellow squares of light
All the ancient stones and paths
Lay covered in the rain
But the design is everywhere
Every object calls your name
And the beat of the sea
Is like the blood in my veins
Come slowly, come softly
Emma Mae!
My hand is now outstretched
And it will not go away
My voice has joined the wind
And there it seems to stay
And the ship with white sails
Is waiting in the bay
Come slowly, come softly
Emma Mae!
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