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Brothers Four The Greenfields

Once there were green fields, kissed by the sun Once there were valleys where rivers used to run Once there were blue skies with white clouds high above

How many roads must a man walk down, before they call him a man How many seas must a white dove sail, before she sleeps in the sand How many times must

Four strong winds that blow lonely Seven seas that run high All those things that dont change come what may But our good times are all gone And Im bound

Oooh ooh, oooh ooh..... A time to be reaping, a time to be sowing The green leaves of summer are calling me home It was good to be young then in the

the song about love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land It's the hammer of justice It's the bell of freedom It's the song about love between my brothers

Lady Greensleeves --- Instrumental with humming --- Alas, my love, you do me wrong To cast me off discourteously For I have courted you so long

Scotch and Soda Mud in yer eye Baby do I feel high, oh me, oh my Do I feel high? Dry martini Jigger of gin Oh, what a spell you've got me in, oh my

This land is your land, this land is my land From California to the New York island From the Redwood forests, to the Gulf stream waters This land belongs

Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Everybody's talkin' 'bout A