Yes it is his land, all of it his He stepped it off and marked it there,...stepped it off and marked it there To be his ugly thoroughfare,...to be his
nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful. And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his
Übersetzung: Richard Cliff. Sein Land.
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much soother in the night With his face as pale as pancakes And his posture in rebellion with his height He was raised to respect Father he was loving to his
: Like a blue bird with his heart removed, lonely as a train I've run just as far as I can run If I never see the good old days shinin' in the sun I'
she couldn't cry He packed his things, walked out the door and drove away And she became the girl from yesterday He took a plane across the sea To some foreign land
to hear the sound of his own name Oo... A poster on a storefront, the picture of a wanted man He had a reputation spreading like fire throughout the land
You can run but they comin' through them concrete walls Banks drop me off and show me where he live at Think he tough, i'm a put six in his six pack
dawn in her dream she saw him falling The blade of a sword in his side He fell to his knees, his dying eyes searching her Breathing his last breath as
sent I'm gonna die here beautifully Now the housecat's on his seventh life He said his goodbyes to his beautiful wife He said he's going to a land where
never neglect His child Nor will ignore tears in your eyes Lay your cares to rest [Chorus:] The righteous won't be forsaken Just hold to your faith And His
you heard him too! Switch on the TV we may pick him up on channel two Look out your window I can see his light If we can sparkle he may land tonight
divide the beauty of the sky from the wild western plains. Where a man could drift, in legendary myth, by roaming over spaces. The land was free and
find." There were lands to be charted and to be claimed for a crown, when a hero was made by the length he could stay in this dangerous land of hateful
of Yorkshire girls For your harem going places And the border bums never saw The guns in the whiskey cases There's a real, big demand And it's written in the palm of his
Through his own son, for his own glory Through his son?s blood, said he was praying for us That our eyes would see the hope of the call The riches of glory, his
