Night Of The Long Grass
Composer(s): Reg Presley
Performer(s): The Troggs



I walk along in dreams, I cannot feel, I cannot see
The only thing I know is that you`re only real to me
I see your hair hang down around your shoulders, and your collar
I lean your head upon a pillow made of leaves and straw
Night of the long grass, night of the long grass

The night was warm, the moon was bright, your perfume filled the air
as I looked down on you, you ran your fingers through my hair
With lips apart, I thought that you were going to call my name
instead the kiss that followed was enough to knock my brain
Night of the long grass, night of the long grass
I'm plainly left with misty dreams, they're in my mind
my life was shattered on that night that you were mine
and now there`s nothing left, except the memory
or is it misery, of how things used to be
Night of the long grass, night of the long grass

I walk along in dreams, I cannot feel, I cannot see
The only thing I know is that you`re only real to me
I see your hair hang down around your shoulders, and your collar
I lean your head upon a pillow made of leaves and straw
Night of the long grass, night of the long grass

Night of the long grass 
night of the long grass ... (rep. and fade)