That old prairie wind is blowing I can feel it on my face As the land, it rolls out before me Everything is in it's place My old home, I'll never go
Bob Marley and his reggae band (Two hits and the joint turned brown) Playin' reggae music all over the land (Two hits and the joint turned brown) Ohhh
Take me to the station Put me on a train I've got no expectations To pass this way again. Once I was a rich man Now I am so poor Never in my sweet short
Many times I've been out on the cold lonely road My heart full of sorrow and pain And I sing an old familiar song of the place that I belong When my
You and I headed straight into the west Sun is rising behind we're heading straight into the darkness And it's been so long since I've seen you But I