Maria solo trabaja y su trabajo es ajeno Maria Lando, Maria Lando, Maria Lando, Maria Lando solo trabaja, Maria Lando solo trabaja, Maria Lando solo trabaja Maria
But for Maria there is no dawn But for Maria there is no midday But for Maria there is no moon lifting its red goblet over the waters Maria has no time
land? Its fruit is deformed children What is the glorious fruit of our land? Its fruit is deformed children What is the glorious fruit of our land? Its
It was on one cold winter night When the wind blew across the wild moor When Mary came wandering home with her child Till she came to her own father's
the moon to the edge of the water Down in Mary's land Down in Mary's land East of Virginia where the bay meets a river Down in Mary's land The wind pulls
for you and me When I think about petals and rain From the sky, landing on the sidewalk Coming down...down, down, down When I think about petals and rain From the skies, landing
The weather man says we can count on snow tonight The Hills will glisten in a blanket of white Down in this valley, in our little country home Where family
LITTLE BIT COUNTRY/LITTLE BIT ROCK AND ROLL I'm a little bit country And I'm a little bit rock 'n roll I'm a little bit of Memphis and Nashville With
Michael row the boat ashore, Hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, Hallelujah Sister help to trim the sails, Hallelujah Sister help to trim the sails
This land is your land, this land is my land From California to the New York island From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made
poppies dance The trenches have vanished now under the plow No gas and no barbed wire, no guns fire now For here in this graveyard it's still no man's land
There's grievin' in the country There's sorrow in the sand There's sobbin' in the shanty And there's anger in the land A woman broods in silence Close
There's a job in honky tonk on the county line I go to lose my sanity Ain't no trouble at all, there's a sign on the wall No guns, no profanity And there
Let's clean up the country that we're living in Wash Ol' Glory's face so she can smile again Divided we fall but united we stand Let's clean up the country
The rain is falling lightly on the buildings and the cars I've said goodbye to city friends, department stores and bars The lights of town are at my back
how the bargain was made for the West With her shivering children in zero degrees Blankets for your land, so the treaties attest Oh well, blankets for land
Let's get out of this country Let's get out of this country I'll admit I am bored with me I drowned my sorrows and slept around When not in body at least
