On the dark side of
The road,
To see a soggy toad,
With my heart and
Soul,
Upon we want to meet
Our goals,
To grow grey and old
My mind becomes insane
To find out Mr Jones call
My name,
As we all walk in the rain
Down to the misty mountain
Terain,
To see the main road again
With thee to sit and wonder
To look up,
To the dark clouds of thunder
With rain toil and sweaty pits
The old man of hoy kindly sits
As to the break of dawn we see
The fields of the morning storm
To descend down the rocky path
And to crash with the great past
Grey and old and Mr toad thank
You loads