Nickel Creek - Chant Of The Wanderer - Sözleri

Take a look at the skies where the whippoorwill trills





Take a look at the falls and the rippling rills

And the mountain so high where the cataract spills





Hear the wanderlust calls of the whispering hills

The rippling rills, the cataract spills, the whippoorwill trills 





The rippling rills, the cataract spills, the whippoorwill trills

The rippling rills, the cataract spills, the whippoorwill trills 











Let me live on the range where the tumbleweeds grow



Let the silver sands change where the prairie winds blow



Let the wanderers sing where the wanderers go



Let the melody ring for it's happy I know



The wanderers go, the prairie winds blow, the tumbleweeds grow 









The wanderers go, the prairie winds blow, the tumbleweeds grow

The wanderers go, the prairie winds blow, the tumbleweeds grow 







Let me follow the trail where the buffalo roam

Let a silver cloud sail where the setting sun shone







Let the local wolf wail in a broken-heart tone

Let it storm, let it gale, still the prairie's my home



The broken-heart tone, the setting sun shone, the buffalo roam 







The broken-heart tone, the setting sun shone, the buffalo roam



The rippling rills, the cataract spills, the whippoorwill trills

The wanderers go, the prairie winds blow, the tumbleweeds grow







The broken-heart tone, the setting sun shone, the buffalo roam 





The prairie's my home!

														   

														   



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