Текст (слова) песни: Hank Snow - Chant Of The Wanderer
(The rippling rills the cataract spills the whippoorwill thrills) Take a look at the sky where the whippoorwill thrills And the mountains so high where the cataract spills Take a look at the falls and the rippling rills Hear the wanderlust call of the whispering hills (The rippling rills the cataract spills the whippoorwill thrills) Ooh ooh (the rippling rills the cataract spills the whippoorwill thrills) Let me live on the range where the tumbleweeds grow Let the silver sands change where the prairie winds blow Let the wanderer sing where the wanderers go Let the melody ring for he`s happy I know (The wanderers go the prairie winds blow the tumbleweeds grow) Ooh ooh (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 settin` sun shone Let the lobo wolf wail in a broken heart tone Let it storm let it gale still the prairie`s my home (A broken heart tone the seting sun shone the buffalo roam) Ooh ooh (a broken heart tone the seting sun shone the buffalo roam) The prairie`s my home
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