our national anthem The last of the new wave riders Will be the first of the new age masters The last of the new wave riders Will be the first of the new
Panama Red, Panama Red He'll steal your woman, then he'll rob your head Panama Red, Panama Red On his white horse, Mescalito He come breezin' through
Translation: New Riders. Special Girl.
Translation: New Riders. Glendale Train.
Translation: New Riders Of The Purple Sage. Panama Red.
Translation: Utopia. Last Of The New Wave Riders.
Leaving this Time, Empty body without a face, I'm the messenger with broken wings, With bleeding hands I'm dying to revive, Tomorrow will be a new Dawn
Looking at my fading dreams while your hand grazes my face I sail in the sea of memories You can't hear my cry of pain in this Night without a moon
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He sits alone by the window The rain falls down on the glass In the cold of my life I'm waiting in the sun He'll never come, I'll never see you She
Fall asleep, search the noise of silence Now it's time to call your soul and look at your faults Let your Spirit rise over every event Look about yourself
"Try to see the future with eyes of innocence through the eyes of the Master world, who received you with open arms" One of us is the subject of a divine
Infinite sky Dark abode of my thoughts... You'll sleep in peace and all dreams will be stars that will never die...
Moonlight shines over the town, People sleep and await a new day, Silent shadows move in the night While the bells toll the sad presage. A scream from
Well I know you rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone Well I know you rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone You gonna miss your mama from rolling in your arms
Riding on the city of New Orleans Illinois Central, Monday morning rail Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders Three conductors and twenty five sacks
