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Sudan
Lyricist:Charles Stokes Urmston
Downwind there is a comin' A rumble in the sand, it sets our feet to runnin' For the fear of the faceless man And for the fear of the faceless man
But if I had an arsenal and if I was ten feet tall Then I would put an end to it all And if I had wheat to burn and if I had a lot to learn Then it still would not matter what color you were
And if I had but one wish on which to stand I'd wish the weapons all turn to sand And I'd see the gunners watch their empty hands Fall down to their sides
Downwind they come up lonely All hungry for the kill, the horses do the poundin' But it's a blood that's goin' to spill It's a dark blood that's goin' to spill, yeah
But if I had an arsenal and if I was ten feet tall Then it wouldn't matter what color you were
And if I had but one wish on which to stand I'd see the weapons all turn to sand And I'd see the gunners watch their empty hands And fall down to their sides Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
And if I had but one wish on which to stand I'd see the weapons all leave Sudan And I'd see the gunners wash their empty hands Oh down by the riverside
Ghost Town in my homeland I will come back again And if you make a ghost out of me I will still be free
Ghost Town in my homeland I will come back again If you make a ghost out of me I will still be free
And if I had but one wish on which to stand I'd see the weapons all leave this land And I'd see the gunners watch their empty hands Fall down to their sides
And if I had but one wish on which to stand I'd see the weapons all leave Sudan And I'd see the gunners wash their empty hands Oh down by the riverside, oh down by the riverside Oh down by the riverside
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