[CHORUS:]
here we go
leave it on the back burner
take it to
I can't believe how many people they fit in to
Old man river
Said you can go your own way
One old man a ten hour day
And not a
Born a normal child
But the dream, it didn't last long
What
the furrowed bed of sand worries again
as it had before
Black birds and bullet holes
Scattered across the sky
I
Green river flows like grass melting.
Later it will run black
Wounded
You can't take me there
I was wounded
You can't take me
Cause ya cut it ya match it
Ya cut it ya
Daddy I want to fly today
I wanna get up and
Dai Jesu achoinekwa ndaizofara naye.
Dai Jesu achoinekwa ndaizofara naye.
Taiz
Come down to the edge of the road
You can
The river of doubt gave birth to a beautiful stone
And
There was a decorated general with a heart of gold
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