If I Had A Hammer - American Music Club

The love cry of the traveling man goes

No one knows who I am

But I’m as priceless as a brass ring

That’s losing the heat from your hand

A quiet man sits quietly, learning his lesson

The slow smooth wheel of disintegration

You don’t want them to talk to you

No you don’t want to take part

You say, «Just get me back to the leper colony

'Cause that’s where you left my heart»

I feel time pass by like a joy, no medicine can preserve

Somewhere along the line, I lost my nerve

Maybe I’m almost there

Maybe I’m almost there

And maybe I’m almost there

Maybe I’m almost there

Give me the keys to your theme park

Bury me under your layer of snow

And watch me ride all the rides

Around and around I go

I don’t know if I’ve reached the bottom yet

And I don’t know if the ice has finally begun to set

I feel time pass like a joy, I tried so hard to relearn

But somewhere along the line, I passed the point of no return

Maybe I’m almost there

Maybe I’m almost there

Yeah, maybe, maybe I’m almost there

Maybe I’m almost there

The love cry of the traveling man goes

No one knows who I am

But I’m as priceless as a brass ring

That lost the heat from your hand