Deep Song - Maynard Ferguson/Chris Connor
Written by：Douglass Cross/George Cory
Lonely wind cries out my name
Sad as haunted music in the rain
It's
Ball of grief and ball of woe
But I hear it call and I've got to go
Where can I be headed for
The blues crawl in my door
To lick my heart once more
Love lives in a lonely land
Where there no helping hand to understand
Why does it bring this hate to me
Why doesn't matter why
I only know misery has to be a part of me
Never hope to count on love
To be a partner of that heaven up above
Never hope to understand love is a barren land
A lonely land