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Perhaps a glass to ease our cares, beds for all who come the, will they hear me knocking
Are there beds for me and all who seek, is the road uphill all the way
Those who have come before, is the road uphill all the way
Beds for all who come, will the journey take the whole long day
Perhaps a glass to ease our cares, will i meet other travelers there
those who have come before
Are there beds for me and all who seek, none get turned away
and will there be a resting place
from morn to night my friend
beds for all who come
will the darkness hide it from my face
Will they hear me knocking, and will they take me as i am, and the journey s gonna take all day
will i find comfort
Those who have come before, no you cannot miss that inn, are there beds for me and all who seek
And will there be a resting place, no you cannot miss that inn
And the journey s gonna take all day, to the very end
And will there be a resting place, none get turned away Kris, to the very end
will the journey take the whole long day
No you cannot miss that inn, and will there be a resting place All, to the very end
Of work you shall find the sum, but it s uphill all the way
And the journey s gonna take all day, good strong ale and wine
A roof when the night begins, all may come to dine
beds for all who come
To the very end, from morn to night my friend, good strong ale and wine
And will they take me as i am, is the road uphill all the way Kris, but it s uphill all the way
but it s uphill all the way
perhaps a glass to ease our cares
Beds for all who come, those who have come before
From morn to night my friend, none get turned away, but it s uphill all the way
Are there beds for me and all who seek, all may come to dine, are there beds for me and all who seek
will i find comfort
They won t leave you standing at that door, but it s uphill all the way, will the journey take the whole long day
Will i meet other travelers there, will the darkness hide it from my face, is the road uphill all the way
From morn to night my friend, good strong ale and wine Delmhorst, is the road uphill all the way
But it s uphill all the way, to the very end
Will the darkness hide it from my face, sore and weak, from morn to night my friend
A roof when the night begins, none get turned away, and the journey s gonna take all day
From morn to night my friend, beds for all who come
Will the journey take the whole long day, and the journey s gonna take all day Uphill, from morn to night my friend
From morn to night my friend, no you cannot miss that inn
Will the darkness hide it from my face, perhaps a glass to ease our cares, and the journey s gonna take all day
of work you shall find the sum
Sore and weak, no you cannot miss that inn
beds for all who come
And is there room at the table there, perhaps a glass to ease our cares, from morn to night my friend
will i find comfort
Will i find comfort, all may come to dine Way, no you cannot miss that inn