Stringman – Neil YoungBy You can say the soul is goneAnd the feeling is just not thereNot like it was so long agoOn the empty page before youYou can fill in what you careTry to make it new before you goTake the simple case of the sargeWho can’t go back to war‘Cause the hippiesTore down everythingThat he was fighting forOr the lovers on the blanketsThat the city turned to whoresWith memoriesOf green kissed by the sunYou can say the soul is goneAnd close another doorJust be sureThat yours is not the oneAnd I’m singing for the stringmanWho lately lost his wifeThere is no dearer friend of mineThat I know in this lifeOn his shoulder rests a violinFor his head where chaos reignsBut his heartCan’t find a simple wayTo live with all those thingsAll those thingsHe’s a stringmanA stringmanAll those strings to pull www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20