Testi musica canzoni

words and music by Graham Nash

© 1975 Thin Ice Music (ASCAP)

The horns in the fog could be heard if not seen

helping to guide the blind in a dream

And down by the seashore, a banquet she gave

She was feeding and needing a soul she could save

Mama lion, mama lion, IÅ’m starting to sink

beneath the sunshine and the icicles

in the things that you think

ThereÅ’s a hole in my destiny

and IÅ’m out on the brink

Mama lion, mama lion

She bounces off the boulders, she runs on the
rocks

SheÅ’s taking her time from her grandfather
clocks

And over the border, and down on the land

SheÅ’s living in the future

and it lies in her hand

Mama lion, mama lion, IÅ’m starting to sink

beneath the sunshine and the icicles

in the things that you think

ThereÅ’s a hole in my destiny

and IÅ’m out on the brink

Mama lion, mama lion

Mama lion, mama lion, IÅ’m starting to sink

beneath the sunshine and the icicles

in the things that you think

ThereÅ’s a hole in my destiny

and IÅ’m out on the brink

Mama lion, mama lion

Drums: Russell Kunkel

Bass: Tim Drummond

Slide: David Lindley

Piano: Craig Doerge

Electric guitar corps: Graham Nash, David
Crosby, Danny Kootch

Acoustic guitar: Joel Bernstein