歌曲 | We've Been A Hundread Men/Reprise: Heading For South America |
歌手 | Dan McCafferty |
专辑 | Into the Ring |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
We've been a hundred men and now we are ten | |
On this rotten boat | |
Ninety dreams we've buried in the sand | |
Not one of them comes back again | |
And all we needed was a piece of land | |
A handful of sand in nowhere-land | |
We were young we were brave we were bold | |
Our visions come to an end | |
One thousond days have made us grow old | |
And the wind's still blowing mighty cold | |
And all we needed was a piece of land | |
A handful of sand in nowhere-land | |
All we needed was a piece of land | |
A handful of sand in nowhere-land | |
All that's left is so small so small | |
But the last ones will be | |
The first after all | |
Reprise | |
So let's make sail the tide is right | |
The winds are blowing strong | |
Say farewell to dreams that died | |
The way back home is long | |
No more headin' for south america | |
No more headin' for an island | |
'cause someone else was there before | |
And killed the land from shore to shore . | |
And if we don't hurry, boys | |
We'll soon find out the end of the story… |
We' ve been a hundred men and now we are ten | |
On this rotten boat | |
Ninety dreams we' ve buried in the sand | |
Not one of them comes back again | |
And all we needed was a piece of land | |
A handful of sand in nowhereland | |
We were young we were brave we were bold | |
Our visions come to an end | |
One thousond days have made us grow old | |
And the wind' s still blowing mighty cold | |
And all we needed was a piece of land | |
A handful of sand in nowhereland | |
All we needed was a piece of land | |
A handful of sand in nowhereland | |
All that' s left is so small so small | |
But the last ones will be | |
The first after all | |
Reprise | |
So let' s make sail the tide is right | |
The winds are blowing strong | |
Say farewell to dreams that died | |
The way back home is long | |
No more headin' for south america | |
No more headin' for an island | |
' cause someone else was there before | |
And killed the land from shore to shore . | |
And if we don' t hurry, boys | |
We' ll soon find out the end of the story |
We' ve been a hundred men and now we are ten | |
On this rotten boat | |
Ninety dreams we' ve buried in the sand | |
Not one of them comes back again | |
And all we needed was a piece of land | |
A handful of sand in nowhereland | |
We were young we were brave we were bold | |
Our visions come to an end | |
One thousond days have made us grow old | |
And the wind' s still blowing mighty cold | |
And all we needed was a piece of land | |
A handful of sand in nowhereland | |
All we needed was a piece of land | |
A handful of sand in nowhereland | |
All that' s left is so small so small | |
But the last ones will be | |
The first after all | |
Reprise | |
So let' s make sail the tide is right | |
The winds are blowing strong | |
Say farewell to dreams that died | |
The way back home is long | |
No more headin' for south america | |
No more headin' for an island | |
' cause someone else was there before | |
And killed the land from shore to shore . | |
And if we don' t hurry, boys | |
We' ll soon find out the end of the story |