The skies are blue, but I still hear thunder
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The skies are clear, but there's lightning under my skin
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It's gonna rain again, and when the rains come down
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I'll be on that road again
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Warriors will ride.
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On their painted horses
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Blessed by the wind
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And the unseen forces above
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They will ride on as one
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They will brave the storm
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Till the rains are over and done
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Ride on crazy horse
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Take me to the hills
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Beyond the battle, where the waters are still
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Where it's so quiet you can hear the children run
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Far away from the sound of the gun
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These are the feathers of a golded eagle
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These are the feathers of an ancient people
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You must, you must set my people free
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Never hold me down, for the eagle must fly free
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Warriors will ride on their painted horses
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Bless by the wind and the unseen forces above
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They will ride on as one
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They will brave the storm
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Till the rains are over and done
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Eagle Must Fly Free
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| Bill Miller |
