Bridge Over Troubled Water (feat. Tim Foust) - Peter Hollens

When you're weary, feeling small, When tears are in your eyes, I will dry Them all, I'm on your side. When times get rough And friends just can't be found, Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. When you're down and out, When you're on the street, When evening falls so hard I will comfort you. I'll take your part. When darkness comes And pain is all around, Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down.

When you're weary Feeling small When tears are in your eyes I will dry them all I'm on your side, oh When times get rough And friends just can't be found Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down When you're down and out When you're on the street When evening falls so hard I will comfort you I'll take your part, oh When darkness comes And pain is all around Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Sail on Silver Girl Sail on by Your time has come to shine All your dreams are on their way See how they shine, oh If you need a friend I'm sailing right behind Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind

When you're weary, feeling small When tears are in your eyes I'll dry them all I'm on your side Oh when darkness comes And pain is all around Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down Sail on, silver girl Sail on by Your time has come to shine All your dreams are on their way See how they shine Oh if you need a friend I'm sailing right behind Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind

Almost heaven, West Virginia Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River Life is old there, older than the trees Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze Country roads, take me home To the place I belong (oh, I belong in) West Virginia (West Virginia), mountain mama (sweet mountain mama) Take me home, country roads All my memories gather 'round her Miner's lady, stranger to blue water Dark and dusty, painted on the sky Misty taste of moonshine, teardrops in my eye Country roads (oh, country roads), take me home (come set my Missouri) To the place I belong (oh, I belong in) West Virginia (West Virginia), mountain mama (sweet mountain mama) Take me home, country roads I hear her voice, in the morning hour she calls me The radio reminds me of my home far away And driving down the road, I get a feeling That I should've been home yesterday, yesterday Country roads (country roads), take me home (please leave the light on) To the place I belong (to the place where I belong) West Virginia (West Virginia), mountain mama (sweet mountain mama) Take me home, country roads (my West Virginia) Take me home, country roads (sweet mountain mama) Take me home (oh, take me home, please take me home) Country roads

Alas my love you do me wrong To cast me off discourteously; And I have loved you for so long Delighting in your company. Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves my heart of gold And who but my lady Greensleeves. I have been ready at your hand To grant whatever thou would'st crave; Oh I have waged both life and land Greensleeves was my heart of joy Your love and goodwill for to have. Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves my heart of gold And who but my lady Greensleeves. Thy petticoat of slender white With gold embroidered gorgeously; Thy petticoat of silk and white And these I bought gladly. Greensleeves was my heart of joy Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves my heart of gold And who but my lady Greensleeves.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine Tell her to make me a cambric shirt Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Without no seams nor needlework Then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to find me an acre of land Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Between salt water and the sea sand Then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme And gather it all in a bunch of heather Then she'll be a true love of mine Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme