What, what happened to the girl I used to know? What, what happened to the girl I used to know? You've changed You're not the girl that used to do things
It's lonely out on the range That open space they call country I wanted you I couldn't have you Your pills left you kind of deranged Hopelessly caged
Yore daddy runs sheep and mah uncle runs cattle Nothin' can keep us out of this battle they wage As it burns up the range, 'til no man is left In the
I saw my baby on a saturday night Sabato sera come un altro se vuoi Niente di serio on a saturday night Voglio soltanto un po' di musica e poi Let's take
Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam Where the deer and the antelope play Where seldom is heard a discouraging word And the skies are not cloudy
Spoken: Vern: Howdy, my name's Vern, this here's my gang (nods to man on one side, woman on the other). We're special sort of cow-pokes and we'd like
(Where seldom is heard a discouraging word and the skies are not cloudy all day) Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam and the deer and the antelope
After the glow, the scene, the stage, the set Talk becomes slow but there's one thing I'll never forget Hey, you gotta pay your dues before you pay the
out I can't see how I'll last another day. Che Gama Che Che Che Gama Che Gama Che Che Che Gama Che Gama Che Che Che Gama Che Gama Che Che Che Gama Oh
Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam And the deer and the antelope play Where seldom is heard a discouraging word And the skies are not cloudy all
Have you heard about our god's last joke The drug eats hopeless souls behind dark corners The addicts in the streets and how fast they broke Do you
The old man used to dream of the fortunes he'd seek Now he lives in a room where you pay by the week His hands are all battered and his pony's gone lame
Help, help, ik word hartstikke gek! Ik communiceer mezelf over m'n nek Een e-mailtje hier en een voicemailtje daar Ik internet, bel en fax door elkaar
Wieder breit! Wieder breit! (Wir sind) wieder breit! (Schon) wieder breit! Ich sitz schon wieder hier mit kleinen Pupillen FA?r irgendwelche Action
We got the rally on the run Now people show us something we can do Got the message, got the gun We're not the kinda girls he gives into So we say it'
My girl, she fled the fatherland Oh yeah and all it's dumb demands My girl, she is the essence pure Oh yeah, she's super sure, she's got the cure She
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(Home home on the range) Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam Where the deer and the antelope play Where seldom is heard a discouraging word And
