MUSIC FOR SALE

The white man came across the sea, he took the land and planted his seed. Where roses bloom among the thorns, my parents stayed and I was born.

I am a western man, The West runs through my veins, I keep an open mind and gaze across the plains. I ride my horse under a billion stars, We walked a million miles bearing all our scars.

And we met people on that road, some evil, some with hearts of gold, In the end it's all the West. When I feel the last summer breeze and life slips away from me, then I will find my rest.

I am a western man, and my darling waits for me. On lonely nights, she cries and softly sings.

Where is my western man, I can't see him through the trees. Will he come after all these years.

But I run, run, run away, sometimes stop but never stay. My heart is yours, it's the best I can. Please, kiss me one more time, Open your arms and hold me tight., I am leaving now like a western man.

But I run, run, run away, sometimes stop but never stay. My heart is yours, it's the best I can. Please, kiss me one more time, Open your arms and hold me tight., I am leaving now like a western man.

After all, it's hard to say, what I should have done and who should I pray. Where roses grow and spred their scent, I was born a western man.