Well I come from a land skirted by ocean and sand
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You belong to the one you come from
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With a wave of my hand, I can't make you understand
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You belong to the one you come from
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But I can't know, the ward in size
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And the crying heart that's in your eyes
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It's a bad wish, for a move above
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Won't you take me to the land I love
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With the start of a song, doing more right than wrong
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You belong to the one you come from
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I won't beg or steal, can't make that appeal
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You belong to the one you come from
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Yes you belong, hold on
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You belong to the one you come from
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But I can't know, the ward in size
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And the crying heart that's in your eyes
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It's a bad wish, for a move above
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Won't you take me to the land I love
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The One You Belong To
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| The Sheepdogs |
