When I was young and restless, my mind was ill at ease, Through dreaming of America and the gold beyond the seas. Oh, sorrow take their money,`tis hard to find the same, And what´s the world to any man if no one speaks his name. I´ve had my […]
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When I was young and restless, my mind was ill at ease, Through dreaming of America and the gold beyond the seas. Oh, sorrow take their money,`tis hard to find the same, And what´s the world to any man if no one speaks his name. I´ve had my […] |
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