HORSE WITH NO NAME
America
Intro: guitar only
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On the first part of the journey
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I was lookin at all the life
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There were plants and birds and rocks and things
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There were sand and hills and rings
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add drums, bass, ...
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The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
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and the sky - with no clouds
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the heat was hot and the ground was dry
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but the air was full of sound
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I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
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it felt good to be out of the rain
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in the desert you can remember your name
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'cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
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la la la la lalala la la la la la
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After two days in the desert sun
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my skin began to turn red
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After three days in the desert fun
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I was looking at a river bed
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And the story it told of a river that flowed
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made me sad to think it was dead
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chorus
solo
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After nine days I let the horse run free
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'cause the desert had turned to sea
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there were plants and birds and rocks and things
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there were sand and hills and rings
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The ocean is a desert with it's life underground
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and the perfect disguise above
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Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
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but the humans will give no love
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la la la la lalala la la la la la ....
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