The Festival Lyrics & Chords By Alfred Newman

I carry on, I can hear the eastern sea. Under the hill the city sleeps in silent wintertime. How many times have I walked this bridge across the stream? Yet in my mind I know I...read more

Here we go in a parade onto our meeting place Neighbors go in masquerade so waxy in the face And what's best, best of all Is you'll join our festival And god bless you and...read more