And the Band Played On...

The Black Crowes

Did you hear Gabriel blow his horn? 
It's what sent those black birds on their way 
Into this house we born to be 

Like an arrow shot over the mountain 
Like a bottle tossed in the sea 
I have journeyed, I have traveled 
Now home calls me 

Let's all gather round the grand piano 
Let's all raise our glasses in the air 
Give a cheer to the jolly good fellow 
and everyone whose kin 

Who will mend this wagon wheel 
To put this show on the road 
The music sounds just like it feels 

Like an arrow shot over the mountain 
Like a bottle tossed in the sea 
I have journeyed, I have traveled 
Now home calls me 

And the band played on 
Through the storm 
Through the wicked, wicked rain 

And the band played on 
in golden harmony 

What straw will break this camel's back? 
Will we grow to love the lord? 
Cant wait to __ what time __ 

Lets all gather round the grand piano 
Let's all raise our glasses in the air 
Give a cheer to the jolly good fellow 
and everyone whose kin 
Well everyone whose kin 
Oh oh everyone whose kin oh