Terry Reid Without Expression
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm?
Or a lion through a busy street bazaar?
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to
But somehow I feel they're safer where they are
Yes, there's a man I know
With no expression, he's got none at all
Yes, there's a man that I know
With no expression, darling, he's got none at all
Well, some people are inbound with infatuation
And some others spill depression as the law
From one mother getting at no imagination
So beware then, maybe sin is at your door
Yes, there's a man that I know
With no expression, he's got none at all
Yes, there's a man I know
With no expression, he's got none at all
But you may never, never see this man laughing
Come to think of it, I've never seen him cry
But he might be sitting and you hear him singing
And by and by he'll stop and sigh
Before his voice would even begin to speak and he'd just cry
Yes, there's a man I know
With no expression,darling, he's got none at all
Yes, there's a man that I know
With no expression, he's got none at all
Have you ever, ever ridden horses through a rainstorm?
Or a lion through a busy street bazaar?
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to
But somehow I feel they're safer where they are
Yes, there's a man that I know
With no expression, he's got none at all
There's a man that I know
