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has left of her is a song

He first saw her
Standing by a cabin door
Her song was ringing
Out in a voice so strong and sure
To the lonesome valley
, far away, far away, far away
Her love is for another
So stay far far away
Far far away

Round her neck she wore a yellow ribbon
She wore it in
and forth
I'm the one who's there when
You are so down.

I think we sailed too far
We've sailed to far
Your making things too hard
You make it you make
chord
So you're not so far away

And all was out to you or me (?)
At the university of 
Life, Lord
And black poetry

And it was there I found you
the albatrosses, on the wing is light

And I will sing to her as she flies by

On this beautiful night


Ahead is the horizon, always changing, it stands fast

Far
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
of golden sun when you walked by my side
And everything that you gave to me can never be denied

And sometimes the other shore is so far away
And that
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
came by?)

I stand in your driveway
Your world looks so far away
And all I have to offer you is this

Just a stupid little love song
(3 chords
Is she cold
Is she bitter
Is she cold so far away
And then love strikes a chord in the night
Turns her soul turns it way out of sight
Turning back
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
rises 
Dries our tears 
Bringing the blue skies of day 
I believe the sun also rises 
Lighting our past, driving the darkness away 
So far away 
So
dear. 
So turn away. 

Climbing on the way up, 
Sizing up the competition, 
Waiting for the right time, 
To strike a chord and change your life
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
So far away
Curses wild upon you
Hungry and gaining
Porch light burns so far away
Miles away

Days have gone by and I've barely gone
Safe
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
Love endures, it clings away
When asked to leave, it begs to stay
Like the perfect song, at imperfect times
It's the way the chords struck with
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,