1. |
Holding Ground
04:30
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I'll be coming home
from a long a raging road
I'll be coming home
the future saves my soul
The dusty little breeze
sights of familiar trees
will wake me from my sleep
giving me the keys
Keys from a place that i once lost
Keys from a chord that i held shut
Home is where beings we love
Hold their ground
And that is what I've found
Home is where we are
The roots from where our lives
will draw and for our child to
learn how to ignite
passions and strifes
giving out the keys
Keys from a place that i once lost
Keys from a chord that i held shut
Home is where beings we love
Hold their ground
And that is what I've found
I'll be coming home
from a long a raging road
the future's what I've found, my love
and friends will hold their ground
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2. |
Little Klondike River
03:16
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Oh Bucket River
a hundred men searching for gold
Oh Bucket River
a thousand stories left untold
Oh Bucket River
a hundred men who lost their soul
if they don't find the rocks before the cold
they find their way home
You gotta threat her like its your sister's blood
if not, she will caught you in the flood
Spring or the Fall, she'll get mad without a call
I live by her rules since the day i was born
Oh Bucket River
a hundred men searching for gold
Oh Bucket River
a thousand stories left untold
Oh Bucket River
a hundred men who lost their soul
if they don't find the rocks before the cold
they find their way home
if the time never becomes your friend
and their lifeline relies in your hands
if the gold always hides for them men
Find your way home
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3. |
Blue Bluegrass Grass
02:08
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Roll Roll Rolling up your sleeves
Cause money does not grow on trees
And i Know Know Know its hard to believe
Do i really want to go, just let me be
Fold Fold Fold the hand that will
lead you to trouble for nothing
Take Take Take down this pill
do i really want to shut, just let me say
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4. |
Regina
03:16
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You said the world is ours tonight
but remember, that we were on our own
what is in our bones
Oh Regina, you let Sainte-Marie down
with discord all around
don't call this place home
Oh Regina, you let them kids on their own
you say it's not your fault
but now that it's done
comeback no more
You thought you could leave behind the town
but remember to never make a sound
Sainte-Marie was left alone
You said the world is our tonight
But remember, this song is for our broken homes
until they fire it out
Oh Regina, you let Sainte-Marie down
with discord all around
don't call this place home
Oh Regina, you let them kids on their own
you say it's not your fault
but now that it's done
comeback no more
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