调:A major•
Verse 1
Mother, tell my children that
their father was good
Well, I'll ride you from the valley
Well, they come to take our freedom,
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Well, I've heard them tell stories
Well, see on the horizon
Well, now my pen must go down,
and the battle has begun.
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