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I'm coming in, got the wood stove on At the end of a treasured day Take off my hat and shoes And i lay me down Lives been lost and fortunes won A test of the will to survive See where the shadow falls And you stake your claim
Chorus
I dream of trees and roads I roam across the hills The sky is big, the deepest blue, The clouds like smoky trains
News coming in , goes nation wide Not a grain of truth to be heard Lie to an ancient tribe, in their mother tongue Wreaking havoc and wrecking lives Like a ball and chain to the skull Rise see the eagle fly Spirit can't be broken
I dream of trees and roads I roam across the hills The sky is big, the deepest blue, The clouds like smoky trains
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I dream of trees and roads I roam across the hills The sky is big, the deepest blue, The clouds like smoky trains
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