"Back to the Days of the Romans" as written by Twyla Herbert and Lou Christie....
Let me save thee, save thee from the den of iniquity
Let me save thee, we're repeating Roman history
On the streets where kicks are our beat
It's a tortured way of livin'
It's not a new bag, letting your conscience sag
The Romans did it
But I'll give you moon love, old fashioned moon love
Like initials on a tree, saying that you love me

Back to the days of the Romans, baby
(That's where we're goin') that's where we're goin'
Sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah

Let me save thee from walkin' the path of least resistance
Let me save thee, baby don't laugh at the devil's existence
Things were fine, we were havin' a time
When Caesar lost his handle
A free-for-all, we were havin' a ball
Wine, women and scandal
But I'll give you moon love, old fashioned moon love
Like initials on a tree, saying that you love me

Moonlight, old-fashioned moonlight
Moonlight, old-fashioned moonlight


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"Back to the Days of the Romans" as written by Twyla Herbert Lou Christie

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