I Was An Eagle Songtext / Lyric

So your grandmother stands to me

A woman I would be proud to be

And you say she reminds you of me

Every little boy is so naive



I will not be a victim of romance

I will not be a victim of circumstance

Chance or romance or circumstance, or any man

Who could get his dirty little hands on me



So your grandfather sounds like me

Head up shoulders back and proud to be

Every little girl is so naive

Falling in love with the first man that they see



I will not be a victim of romance

I will not be a victim of circumstance

Chance or romance or circumstance, or any man

Who could get his dirty little hands on me






When we were in love (if we were)

When we were in love

And you were a dove



Today I will feel something other than regret

Pass me a glass and have some cigarette

I've damn near got no dignity left

I've damn near got no dignity left



I will not be a victim of romance

I will not be a victim of circumstance

Chance or romance or circumstance, or any man

Who could get his dirty little hands on me



When we were in love (if we were)

When we were in love

You were a dove

And I rose above you and preyed



When we were in love (if we were)

When we were in love

You were a dove