…twenty-five But I am still alive. I was a sailor. I was born upon the tide And with the sea I did abide. I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow And when the yards broke…

…riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name If you want to save your soul from hell riding on our range Then cowboy, change your ways today, or with us you will ride Trying to catch the devil’s herd across these…

…petals Out of the petals a cradle I will My cradle rocks with the waves of time The time of beauty will never be the same Oh, little girl, as thou must now leave Please take me, take me with thee Now I hear my mother…

…past houses, farms & fields Passin′ graves that have no name, freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of rusted automobiles Good mornin' America, how are you? Don't you know me? I′m your native son! I′m the…

…Day possesses no key here Where moon sheds the cold twilight This moment is eternity Land of beauty Cold and cruel Fjeld chants echoing Reflecting the melancholy Trust the wind Trust the fire Call for the hermit The hermit of the night Land of raven Land of bear Land of eagle And wolverine Dismal are the mirrors of a wolf…