do. And lately I?ve been feeling grey but today. I?m alright no thanks to you. Think I?ll go and roam ou side your boundary. Walk on the ridge. Far away
he understands, this young man with a thuggish heart Whole world in his hands but still torn apart Like I'm so close, but it's still so far Nightmares
: Somewhere far away where I roam There live my buffalo twin in our twin buffalo home He calls me by my native name And takes good care of my native
understands, this young man with a thuggish heart Whole world in his hands but still torn apart Like I'm so close, but it's still so far Nightmares
interested in my talent and what I could do to further his own career as a true showbiz mogul. But it was then I realised just how far things had gone. So
He understands This young man with a thuggish heart Whole world in his hands but still torn apart Like I'm so close but it's still so far Nightmares
of long, long ago It brings back fond mem'ries of the one I loved so I courted that maiden so sweet and so fair With heavenly eyes and with chestnut brown
stands my old homestead of long long ago It brings back fond mem'ries of the one I loved so I courted that maiden so sweet and so fair With heavenly eyes
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little furry... thing that I ... I love you so much that I decided to name you this name that I love and so I named you... I love you so... that'
, hear the silver firs' breathing Where the forests end, it's the banquet of bards So, that's the magic - whirling clouds and fair Journey stories
burn bright With songs and stories I'll share my adventurin' until the mornin light And should some young man ask of me "Is it brave or wise to roam"
of my childhood and home, Where in life's early morn I once loved to roam, But now it's so silent and lone. Oh the mothers so sad and fathers the
the far off regions the foreign legion Keep the thieves and the predators at bay While closer to home some bad boys still roam The streets aren't safe so
A BETTER PLACE IT'S THE STORY OF OUR RACE. TEARS HAVE ALWAYS FLOWED FROM GOD'S OWN COUNTRY. THE NATION'S CHILDREN SCATTERED FAR AND WIDE. BUT NO MATTER WHERE WE ROAM
see the streets of so many hoods My heart done broke so many times, boy it's harder than wood It's been a long road, but you know the game unfolds I listen to the stories
