Cifras
Gun Metal Eyes

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His mama was a Cherokee princess, or so it was said
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And his daddy was a Seminole rebel with a price on his head
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And the other kids teased him, but I never did see him to cry
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Man, there was some kind of righteous in the steel of his gun-metal eyes
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Run with the wolf, fly like the dove
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Mother below, Father above
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Weep with the earth, sing to the sky
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In the steel of your gun-metal eyes
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Well, he grew up in the washes and the rushes and the rain and the wind
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And the creatures of the forest and fields were his only real friends
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And the lily of the valley and the nettle of the plains taught him well
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And the new moon shone on him as he wandered through the gully and the dell
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Run with the wolf, fly like the dove
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Mother below, Father above
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Weep with the earth, sing to the sky
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In the steel of your gun-metal eyes

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It was one misty morning when he heard the big bulldozers groan
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And the chainsaws and the felling of trees and the breaking of stone
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And the boss-man knew better, but he had an empire to raise
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And one lone man before him with a rifle and doom on his face
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Run with the wolf, fly like the dove
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Mother below, Father above
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Weep with the earth, sing to the sky
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In the steel of your gun-metal eyes
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"Get on home," cried the owner, "Cause I hold the deed to this land
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And I ain't got no time to be fooling with no wild Injun man."
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And he gathered his strong boys around him and he called his police
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But there was no looking back for the son of a Seminole chief
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Run with the wolf, fly like the dove
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Mother below, Father above
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Weep with the earth, sing to the sky
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In the steel of your gun-metal eyes

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Now some say he died in the fighting and was buried that day
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And some say he raged like an angel and he chased them away
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But the green hills stand silent, and nobody goes there no more
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Just the ghosts and the memories and the shadows of the dark forest floor
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Run with the wolf, fly like the dove
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Mother below, Father above
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Weep with the earth, sing to the sky
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In the steel of your gun-metal eyes
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In the steel of your gun-metal eyes