Van Morrison Lyrics

Album: Astral Weeks

Sweet Thing Lyrics

I will stroll the merry way

And jump the hedges first

And drink the clear

Clean waterfall to quench my thirst

And I shall watch the ferry-boats and they'll get high

On a bluer ocean

Against tomorrow's sky

And I will never grow so old again.

And I will walk and talk

In garden's all wet with rain.

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing

Oh my, my, my sweet thing.

And I shall drive my chariot

down you streets and cry

'hey its me, I'm dynamite and I don't know why'.

And you shall take me strongly in your arms again.

And I will not remember that I ever felt the pain.

We shall walk and talk 

in gardens all misty wet with rain.

And I will never, never, never grow so old again.

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing.

My, my, my, my, my sweet thing.

And I will raise my hand up 

into the night cloud's sky.

And count the stars shining in your eye.

Just to dig it all an' not to wonder that's just fine.

And I wil be satisfied 

Not to read in between the lines.

And I will walk and talk in gardens all wet with rain.

And I will never ever, ever grow so old again.

Oh sweet thing. Oh sugar baby

Sugar baby, sugar baby, sugar baby.

With your champagne eyes

And your saint-like smile.