Mary Black - One way donkey ride

^GThere you may stand in your ^Dsplendour and jewels ^CSwaying me in both di^Grections One is the right one, the ^Dother for fools ^CHow do I make my se^Glection?

The city lies silent in the ^Dwarm morning light The ^Csand is as golden as ^Gsaffron Oasis of love, sweet ^Dwater of life ^CGod bless the poor ones who ^Ghave none, ^Dthough they have ^Gtried^{G/F# Em D}

^GSomeone is drowning down ^Dthere in the flood But this ^Criver will dry by to^Gmorrow Is it ocean or stream, this ^Dlove in my blood? ^CBringer of joy or of ^Gsorrow?

The end of the journey must ^Dsoon be in sight ^CBirth is the start of the ^Gswansong Oasis of love, some ^Dwater of life ^CGod bless the poor ones who ^Gwant some, ^Dbut are de^Gnied^{G/F# Em D G G/F# Em D}

^GNo one is given the ^Dmap to their dreams ^CAll we can do is to ^Gtrace it See where we go to, ^Dknow where we've been ^CBuild up the courage to ^Gface it

While we fumble in the darkness, where ^Donce there was light ^CRoaming the land of the ^Gancients Oasis of love, sweet ^Dwater of life ^CGod bless the poor ones whose ^Gpatience^D never ^Gdied

While we stumble in blindness, where ^Donce there was sight ^CSearching for trees in the ^Gforest Oasis of love, sweet ^Dwater of life ^CGod bless the poor ones who ^Ghave none ^Dthough they have ^Gtried ^CGod bless the poor ones who ^Gwant some,^D but are de^Gnied ^CGod bless the poor ones whose ^Gpatience^D never ^Gdied ^CGod bless the poor ones on ^Gthat one ^Dway donkey ^Gride^{G/F# Em D G}