Dierks Bentley - Home Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Home By Dierks Bentley?
West on a plane bound west I see her stretching out below
Land blessed motherland the place where I was born Scars yeah, she's got her scars sometimes it starts to worry me 'Cause lose, I don't wanna lose sight of who we are From the mountains high to the wave-crashed coast There's a way to find better days I know It's been a long hard ride, got a ways to go But this is still the place, that we all call home Free, nothing feels like free Though it sometimes means we don't get along 'Cause same, no we're not the same But that's what makes us strong From the mountains high, to the wave-crashed coast There's a way to find, better days I know It's been a long hard ride, got a ways to go But this is still the place that we all call home oh yeah Brave got it call it brave to chase that dream across the sea Names then they sign their names for something they believe Red how the blood ran red and we laid our dead in sacred ground Just think wonder what they'd think if they could see us now It's been a long hard ride, got a ways to go But this is still the place, that we all call home It's been a long hard ride and I won't lose hope This is still the place that we all call home |
Who Wrote Home By Dierks Bentley?
Grant Black, Stuart John N Crichton, Mari N Lorentzen, Caroline N Reed, Eleanor N Wilson
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What's The Duration Of The Home By Dierks Bentley?The duration of Home is 3:59 minutes and seconds. |
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