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Transportador
Cor de Fundo
Ferramentas
Tamanho
Tamanho
Altura
Altura
[Intro]
G D G D G
[Verse]
D G C
I was born on the holy ground
G D G
A running child in fields of clover
D G C
I was living in the grandeur of
D G
My father's land
[Verse]
D G C
By the side of the swirling sea
G D G
I spent the days of childish wonder
D G C
And rocks I held in my young hands
D G
I never felt them slip away
[Verse]
D G C
Well, the sun shone bright upon the waves
G D G
And the wind blew high as I was leaving
D G C
And I sailed so far away
D G
Looking for adventure
[Verse]
D G C
But I would not stay where the city streets
G D G
Proclaimed so loudly man's endeavours
D G C
Though music is a pretty thing
D G
In fine company
[Verse]
D G C
And the wilderness took my breath away
G D G
Under a sun that never falters
D G C
I felt I had to find my way where
D G
No one ever goes
[Verse]
D G C
It was in the south that my new home lay
G D G
With a dark-eyed boy and wild horses
D G C
With humming birds and roses there in
D G
Old Mexico
[Verse]
D G C
There the winds of change, they blew so far
G D G
Of liberty and revolution
D G C
It seemed that each man heard in his breast
D G
The drumming of a nation
[Verse]
D G C
I was born on the holy ground
G D G
A running child in fields of clover
D G C
I was living in the grandeur of
D G
My father's land
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