Come, ye weary, heavy-laden
Lost and ruined by the fall
If you tarry 'til you're better
You will never come at all
I will arise and go to Jesus
He will embrace me in His arms
In the arms of my dear Savior
O, there are ten thousand charms
I need to find me an abiding buxom wench who’ll play my hurdy-gurdy like that, so we may feast like it’s 1299 AD.
Downloaded some Beatles songs to listen to while I drive. Some of the new mixes are really good, they sound like more like the original mono rather than the awful stereo versions that came out in the 80s.