Emerson, Lake & Palmer – Lucky Man
Lyrics Lucky Man – Emerson, Lake & Palmer He had white horses And ladies by the score All dressed in satin And waiting by the door Ooh, what a lucky man he was White lace...
Lyrics Promenade – Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Promenade
Lead me from tortured dreams
Childhood themes of nights alone.
Wipe away endless years,
Childhood tears as dry as stone.
From seeds of confusion,
Illusions dark blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow
The dark still is sown.
My life’s course is guided
Decided by limits drawn
On charts of my past ways
And pathways since I was born.