One comment...some of this is spoken by the lead singer (whose name escapes me), and you'll actually have to hear the song's live version to get it. But, if you've heard the original version, I think you'll be able to pick out the spoken parts and the sung parts. ^.^



There's a lady who shows

All that glitters is gold.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.



And when she gets there she knows,

If the stores are all closed.

With a word she can get what she came for.



Oooh, oooh...

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.



There's a sign on the wall,

But she wants to be sure.

'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.



In a tree by the brook,

There's a songbird that sings,

Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.



But I think you can see that.



And it makes me wonder, she does...



Oh, hooo, ohh...yes sir.



There's a feeling I get,

When I look to the west.

And my spirit is crying for leaving.



In my thoughts I have seen,

Rings of smoke through the trees.

And the voices of those who stand looking.



Ah hah, ah hah!

Ah hah, ah hah aaaaaaaaaaaah! Whoa, whoa, whoa...



And it's whispered that soon,

If we all call the tune,

That the piper will lead us to reason.



And a new day will dawn,

For those who stand long,

And the forests will echo with laughter!



Does anybody remember laughter?



Baby! OH! Just give it to me, just give it to me, just give it to me...

Suga'! Suga'!



But I got some good news, listen!



If there's a bustle in your headrow,

Don't be alarmed now.

It's just a spring clean for the May Queen.



Yes, there are two paths you can go by.

But in the long run,

There's still time to change the road you're on.



I hope so!

Oh, baby, baby!



Wait a minute! Wait a minute!



Your head is hummin' and it won't go,

But did you know?

The piper's callin' you to join him.



Dear lady, can't you hear the wind blow?

Or did you know?

Your stairway lies on the whispering winds.



Oh, oh, ahhh!



And as we all walk down the road!

Our shadows taller, than our souls!

There walks the laaaady we all know-whoa!



Who shines white light and wants to show!

How everything still turns to gold!

And if you listen, very hard!



The tune will come to you at last,

When all is one, and one is all!

To be a rock! And not to roll!



Not to roll! Roll, baby, roll!



And she's buying a stai-airway to heaven.



Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-whoa-oa!