Four sticks
Robert plantOh, baby, I got to fly
I've got to try to find a way
I've got to try to find a way
Oh, baby, the river's red
Oh, baby, it's in my head
There's a funny feelin' goin' on, oh, yeah!
I don't think I can hold out long
And when the owls cry in the night
Oh, baby, baby, when the pines begin to cry
Oh, baby, baby, how do you feel
If the rivers run dry, baby
How do you feel, oh, yeah!
Oh, baby, the rainbow's end
Ah, baby, it's just a den
It's just a den for those who hide
Oh, under love to depths of life, oh!
And when the owls cry in the night
Oh, baby, baby, when the pines begin to cry
Oh, baby, how do you feel
When the rivers run dry, baby
How would you feel
Oh, yeah! The brave I endure
Oh, yeah! Strong shields and lore
An' they can't hold the wrath of those who walk
An' the boots of those who march, oh!
Oh, oh, I'll never get away from you baby
Oh, yeah! I'll never get away from you baby