Native Land歌词
歌词千寻 Bright Sunny South - Sam Amidon.In the bright sunny south and peace and contentThese days of my boyhood I scarcely have spentFrom the deep following spring to the broad flowing streamEver dear to my memory, sweeter is my dream.I lay my confinement and comfort alikeThe dangers of warfare, provision and strifeI have come to come close and reply with my wordAs I shoulder my musket but I’ll take my sword.My father looked sad as he begged me to partMy mother embraced me with anguish of heartAnd my beautiful sister looked pale in her roleAs she hugged me and blessed me, told me to go.Dear father, dear father for me do not waitI’m along to a man and I mean for to keepThe dangers of war I intend for to shareAnd for sickness and death I intend to prepare.Dear mother, dear mother for me do not waitFor a while this kind voice I ever wi