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Sons Of The East
Sons of the East Lyrics


California Left my home long ago To get out of California The bird…
Come Away She sits and she waitsby the tree And she thinks no…
Façade Well I climbed to the top Of this hill And I looked…
Hold On Boy walks south down on the broken track Father said my…
Miramare Left my home on a sunday Afternoon To meet up on a…