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Fields Of The Brave
Sometimes I close my eyes
And picture the plains
I see Buffalo Bill and the Iroquois
Riding again
Open skies, fertile ground
This was heaven on earth
That they found
We got what they gave
By their God we were saved
They were humble not depraved
These streets we're afraid of
Once were the fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
Where a Chevrolet rusts
By a closed shopping mall
Can you see through the dust
Where the brave ones stood tall
Buried deep where they fell
They live on in the stories we tell
They got what they gave
By their God they were saved
And I say this as I pray
I can't help but dream of
The days these were fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
After all this time
And the struggles in between
We stand next in line
With the chance we can build on their dreams
In the
Fields of the brave
Fields of the brave
We got what they gave
In the fields of the brave
Let their spirits be saved
And I pray this on their graves
There'll be a return of
The days these were fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
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The fields of the brave
The days these were fields of the brave
There'll be a return of
And I pray this on their graves
Let their spirits be saved
In the fields of the brave
We got what they gave
Fields of the brave
Fields of the brave
In the
With the chance we can build on their dreams
We stand next in line
And the struggles in between
After all this time
The fields of the brave
The days these were fields of the brave
I can't help but dream of
And I say this as I pray
By their God they were saved
They got what they gave
They live on in the stories we tell
Buried deep where they fell
Where the brave ones stood tall
Can you see through the dust
By a closed shopping mall
Where a Chevrolet rusts
The fields of the brave
Once were the fields of the brave
These streets we're afraid of
They were humble not depraved
By their God we were saved
We got what they gave
That they found
This was heaven on earth
Open skies, fertile ground
Riding again
I see Buffalo Bill and the Iroquois
And picture the plains
Sometimes I close my eyes
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