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David Bowie
David Bowie
Performer
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David Bowie
David Bowie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony Visconti
Tony Visconti
Producer

Lyrics

Baby, baby, brush the dust of youth from off your shoulder Because the years of fretting days is right behind you now Don't return to fields of green where rainbow secrets were told Place your ragged doll with all the toys and things and deeds Yeah, for I will show you game Where the winner never wins Let your hair hang down Wear the dress your mother wore Let me sleep beside you Lock away your childhood and throw away the key Now the streets and city sights will burn your eyes as coals We shall drink the oldest wine, velvet skies will linger Child, you're a woman and your heart and soul are free, yeah I will boldly light that lamp But we shall walk together Let your hair hang down Wear the dress your mother wore Let me sleep beside you Your darkened eyes throw mystery But your lips are void of history You could not imagine that it could happen this way Could you? I will give you dreams Then I'll tell you things you'll like to hear Let your hair hang down Wear the dress your mother wore Let me sleep beside you I said, let your hair hang down Wear the dress your mother wore Let me sleep beside you
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