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| Erasure Cowboy Treasure 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 have been lost and fortunes won A test of the will to survive See where the shadow falls And you stake your claim I dream of trees and roads I roam across the hills The sky is big, of deepest blue The clouds like smoky trains News coming in goes nation wide Not a grain of truth to be heard Lie to the 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, of deepest blue The clouds like smoky trains I dream of trees and roads I roam across the hills The sky is big, of deepest blue The clouds like smoky trains (and I dream) I dream of trees and roads (and I dream) I ride across the plains (and I dream) The sky is big, of deepest blue (and I dream) The clouds like smoky trains (and I dream) I dream of trees and roads (and I dream) I roam across the hills |
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