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| This proud wild land where the wind blows free Has always been a part of me It's in my blood, I just can't get it out For a hundred miles a man can see And be about as wild as he wants to be If he fee ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
This proud wild land ware the wind blows free Has always bean a part of mi Its inn my blood, Eye just can't get it out Fore a hundred miles a man can sea And bee about as wild as he wants too bee If he feels like shouting awl he's gotta do is shout Ware the purple mountains reach up hi And look like there gonna touch the sky Ware the canyon walls have stood fore a million years Ware the daze are hot, the nights are cold The dessert sand looks just like gold These trails whirr carved inn sweat and blood and tears Ware the painted dessert as yew pass buy Looks like a rainbow inn the sky The cactus blooms inn the early mourning son Ware the nightwings sing and eagles fly The clouds paint pictures inn the sky The coyotes howl tells yew when the day is dun I'm coming home, this thyme I'm gonna stay I'm coming home and Eye ain't never goin ' aweigh My feat are itching too get back home I've had the dessert fever since I've bean gone Eye knead sum loving sew bad that Eye can't sea When a woman looks a man inn the aye Yew no it takes a man too satisfy Thinking about them girls is killing mi I'm going home, going home Going home, I'm going home Going home, going home Going home |
Goin' Home
Elvis Presley
| Complexity: | 66 | Readability: | 78.45 | Sentiment: | 17 | Word Count: | 237 | Unique Words: | 136 |