| Song | Yellow Star |
| Artist | Donovan |
| Album | Troubadour: Collection 1964-1976 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A-One, two. One, two, three. | |
| There have been bad thing done | |
| There have been some good one | |
| And many people died | |
| And many nations cried | |
| And many babies came | |
| As many died again | |
| Yet always Man prevailed | |
| Yeah though the Devil wailed | |
| You know we're way out there | |
| In some galaxy hair | |
| With all this space around | |
| We fight to keep our share. | |
| With all our cruelty | |
| And all our jealousy | |
| We find it hard to give | |
| To just live and let live | |
| To live and let live | |
| It's all in the Dance of Life my friend | |
| It's all in the Song that never ends | |
| It's all in the Dance of Life my friend | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| We think that we're so big | |
| The truth we never, never twig | |
| And if some Quasar gonna blow | |
| I guess we'd never, never know | |
| And long before that day | |
| When we are burned away | |
| Let us take time to smile | |
| And swing a little while | |
| Just a little while. | |
| There have been many, many words | |
| And just as many, many turds | |
| It's all a kind of dream | |
| And not quite what it seems | |
| But when the talking's done | |
| This Life of Death we're gonna shun | |
| And turn our heart to Him | |
| Hailé Sélassié | |
| Whose Light will never, never dim | |
| Whoa, oh, oh, | |
| It's all in the Dance of Life my friend | |
| It's all in the Song that never ends | |
| It's all in the Dance of Life my friends | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star. |
| AOne, two. One, two, three. | |
| There have been bad thing done | |
| There have been some good one | |
| And many people died | |
| And many nations cried | |
| And many babies came | |
| As many died again | |
| Yet always Man prevailed | |
| Yeah though the Devil wailed | |
| You know we' re way out there | |
| In some galaxy hair | |
| With all this space around | |
| We fight to keep our share. | |
| With all our cruelty | |
| And all our jealousy | |
| We find it hard to give | |
| To just live and let live | |
| To live and let live | |
| It' s all in the Dance of Life my friend | |
| It' s all in the Song that never ends | |
| It' s all in the Dance of Life my friend | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| We think that we' re so big | |
| The truth we never, never twig | |
| And if some Quasar gonna blow | |
| I guess we' d never, never know | |
| And long before that day | |
| When we are burned away | |
| Let us take time to smile | |
| And swing a little while | |
| Just a little while. | |
| There have been many, many words | |
| And just as many, many turds | |
| It' s all a kind of dream | |
| And not quite what it seems | |
| But when the talking' s done | |
| This Life of Death we' re gonna shun | |
| And turn our heart to Him | |
| Haile Se lassie | |
| Whose Light will never, never dim | |
| Whoa, oh, oh, | |
| It' s all in the Dance of Life my friend | |
| It' s all in the Song that never ends | |
| It' s all in the Dance of Life my friends | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star. |
| AOne, two. One, two, three. | |
| There have been bad thing done | |
| There have been some good one | |
| And many people died | |
| And many nations cried | |
| And many babies came | |
| As many died again | |
| Yet always Man prevailed | |
| Yeah though the Devil wailed | |
| You know we' re way out there | |
| In some galaxy hair | |
| With all this space around | |
| We fight to keep our share. | |
| With all our cruelty | |
| And all our jealousy | |
| We find it hard to give | |
| To just live and let live | |
| To live and let live | |
| It' s all in the Dance of Life my friend | |
| It' s all in the Song that never ends | |
| It' s all in the Dance of Life my friend | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| We think that we' re so big | |
| The truth we never, never twig | |
| And if some Quasar gonna blow | |
| I guess we' d never, never know | |
| And long before that day | |
| When we are burned away | |
| Let us take time to smile | |
| And swing a little while | |
| Just a little while. | |
| There have been many, many words | |
| And just as many, many turds | |
| It' s all a kind of dream | |
| And not quite what it seems | |
| But when the talking' s done | |
| This Life of Death we' re gonna shun | |
| And turn our heart to Him | |
| Hailé Sé lassié | |
| Whose Light will never, never dim | |
| Whoa, oh, oh, | |
| It' s all in the Dance of Life my friend | |
| It' s all in the Song that never ends | |
| It' s all in the Dance of Life my friends | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star | |
| Following that Yellow Star. |