Texty:
America Close To The Wind

sailing close, close to the wind (been sailing in) (Close to the wind) Don't be afraid of the storm I've been sailing close, close to the wind (been

been sailing close, close to the wind (been sailing in) (Close to the wind) Don't be afraid of the storm I've been sailing close, close to the wind (

will get round cold soul Diddly Bo leave for feelin' a saga foretold Who got caught pon the block for gold got the old Heads froze, they peepin' outa closed

role you choose so Stand up and fight if you know say you're right and no you won't ever fail Tipping the scale and the wind shall prevail and the boat

the barrell And my man they accused him of sittin tight up in jail Ironic he close my man luke can hear him yell I ain't do it but somebody dropped him flat I felt the wind

to Timbuktu Where the labor force is cheap And the rivers there run deep But I hear America snoring I hear you America snoring, snoring, America I hear you America snoring, snoring, America

joints, the path is narrow, you missed the point. Fistful of sand a pitiful prize. YOu're blinding yourself, closing your eyes. The point was made eons ago, chaff in the wind

It's a stray man, living in these veins, man Suckin' on a piece of sugar pain, chucking chains Take the wind out through, we never wash away the pain

it does it gets me tazy The color of her head changing every day A little breath of wind and I just go crazy The greening of americas progressing smoothly