Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Seven Island Suite, artist - Gordon Lightfoot. Album song Songbook, in the genre Date of issue: 05.05.2016
Record label: Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
Seven Island Suite |
| Seven islands to the high side of the bay, 'cross the bay |
| To the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn haze |
| We went walking on the high side of the bay on a chilly morn |
| And we saw how leaves had fallen on the beds where trees were born |
| Any man in his right mind could not fail to be made aware |
| Any woman with a gift of wisdom would not seek her answers there |
| Seven islands to the high side of the bay if you’re looking west |
| To the sunset you can see it, all in fiery autumn dress |
| Anytime would be the right time to come up to your bed of boughs |
| Anybody with a wish to wander could not fail but to be aroused |
| Living high in the city, guess you think it’s a pretty good way |
| You get to learn but when you get burned you got nothing to say |
| You seem to think because you got chicken to go you’re in luck |
| Fortune will not find you in your mansion or your truck |
| Brothers will desert you when you’re down and shit out of luck |
| Look around at the morning, guess you’re doing the best you can |
| Surely you know that when you go nobody gives you a hand |
| Think of the air you’re breathing in, think of the time you waste |
| Think of the right and wrong and consider the frown on your face |
| It’s time you tried living on the high side of the bay, you need a rest |
| Any woman or a man with a wish to fade away could be so blessed |
| Fortune will not find you in your mansion turned to gold |
| Brothers will desert you when your nights turn long and cold |
| If you feel it you better believe it, you’re gonna see it, so you really know |
| It is rising like a feather, dipping and dancing from below |
| There’s a new wave that is breaking in the wake of a passing ship |
| Every nation’s gonna be shaken, put it together, don’t let it slip |
| It’s time you tried living on the high side of the bay, you need a rest |
| Any man or a woman with a wish to fade away could be so blessed |
| Seven islands to the high side of the bay, 'cross the bay |
| To the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn haze |
| To the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn haze |