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Since I was young I've faced this pill |
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I've worked this land and I always will |
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Through life and death I've learnt the hill |
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A worker for the wind |
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I fake my sheeo and cattle days |
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The endless storm, the months of rain |
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But this land holds me ball and chain |
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A worker for the wind |
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You need heart, you need dreams |
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Laughter, joy, you need beliefs |
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But without love you sow an empty field |
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A worker for the wind |
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In the night the light grows thinner |
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The lust for love cuts like shiver |
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I need to hold you through the winter |
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A worker for the wind |
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Mary, I'll wait for you |
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Mary, I'll wait for you |