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• Artiste: Big Country
• Titre: Cimarron
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I met a dark-haired girlIn a blue cotton dressShe had a pair of old work boots onAnd I asked her her nameAnd she told me and laughedBut my friends call me CimarronFor it means that I live in the mountainsAnd I?m gonna go back there soonFor I need to be high and out of the cityTo be closer to the moonCimarron, Cimarron, CimarronI hope you find your way homeShe finished at ten but wes at at the barDrinking cola and long-necked beersTwo lost souls in harmonyEverything was clearWe walked in silence to my old red FordAnd we ran deep into the hillsLooked out over the lights of the cityAt the night so clear and stillCimarron, Cimarron, CimarronI hope you find your way homeCimarron, Cimarron, CimarronI know where you belongThat was where I woke aloneWith the birds of the first lightSometimes I still drive up thereIn the lonely time of nightCimarron, Cimarron, CimarronI hope you find your way homeCimarron, Cimarron, CimarronI know where you belongCimarron, Cimarron, CimarronI hope you find your way homeCimarron, Cimarron, CimarronI know where you belong