Number of Lyrics in Album : 10
By Jethro Tull, Hope everybody's ringing on their own bell, this fine morning,
By Jethro Tull, Marty loved the sound of the stolen mandolin. Somebody took
By Jethro Tull, In the late hours of a sunset rendezvous ---
Chill breeze
By Jethro Tull, I walked out in the city night,
A burning in my
By Jethro Tull, Breaking hearts in a market town. she eats filet of
By Jethro Tull, Savage night on a misty island. lights wink out in
By Jethro Tull, Strange avenues where you lose all sense of direction
And everywhere
By Jethro Tull, Got a hair shirt round my shoulder. got a cold
By Jethro Tull, Money speaks. soft hearts lose. the truth only whispers.
It's the
By Jethro Tull, Working on the late shift --- first drink of the
