by Eric Clapton and Marcy Levy
I was a child born so free;
It seems that time has put age on me.
And when I grow old, will I once again find
All of those sweet, innocent times?
I was a child born without fear;
It seems that time has placed me here.
With no freedom to laugh, there's more reason to cry.
I really miss those innocent times.
I used to feel joy in my soul,
But now my sorrow has taken control.
As I look around I pray, Lord be kind;
Just one more taste of those innocent times.
As I look around I pray, Lord be kind;
Just one more taste of those innocent times,
Just one more taste of those innocent times.
| 1 | Before You Accuse Me |
| 2 | Watch Out For Lucy |
| 3 | Blues Before Sunrise |
| 4 | Cocaine |
| 5 | Wonderful Tonight |
| 6 | Black Summer Rain |
| 7 | Blues Power |
| 8 | Bad Love |
| 9 | Breaking Point |
| 10 | Blues Leave Me Alone |