Текст песни Benjamin Day

(partial lyrics)

To a lane called Corrie Wynd there came a peddler
With his pack and all he called gestedler
And in his bag he carried many treasures

Dear old Benjamin Day, I still can hear you sayGerry Boulet - Benjamin Day - http://ru.motolyrics.com/gerry-boulet/benjamin-day-lyrics.html
Strange things for sale, straight from a fairy tale

He'd open up his bag, and take out what he had
An amethyst ring, a puppet on a string
A piece of crystal glass, a thing that's meant to last.

I still recall the stories he would tell us....