Mark DeVille Jobson - As the Deer Lyrics
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As the Deer
As the Deer Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For As the Deer By Mark DeVille Jobson?
Some have said, down through history
If you last it's a mystery But I guess they don't know, what they're talking about From the mountains down to the sea You've become such a habit with me America, America Well I come from, down around Tennessee But the people in California Are nice to me, America It don't matter where I may roam Tell you people that it's home sweet home America, America And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too And the red man is right, to expect a little from you Promise and then follow through, America And the men who fell on the plains And lived, through hardship and pain America, America And the men who could not fight In a war that didn't seem right You let them come home, America And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too And the red man is right, to expect a little from you Promise and then follow through, America Well I come from, down around Tennessee But the people in California Are nice to me, America It don't matter where I may roam And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too And the red man is right, to expect a little from you Promise and then follow through, America Tell you people that it's home sweet home America, America America, America And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too And the red man is right, to expect a little from you Promise and then follow through, America It's home sweet home, America America, America |
Who Wrote As the Deer By Mark DeVille Jobson?
Leonard Bernstein, Stephen Sondheim
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What's The Duration Of The As the Deer By Mark DeVille Jobson?The duration of As the Deer is 3:27 minutes and seconds. |
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