Текст песни West of the Moon - Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band
Out
on
those
trails
Out
'neath
that
sky
Rivers
of
old
Still
rushing
by
Eagles
still
soar
White
mountains
loom
Down
in
those
valleys
West
of
the
Moon
West
of
the
stars
Far
from
the
chase
Far
from
the
crowds
Far
from
the
pace
Horses
run
free
Winter
comes
soon
Out
by
those
mountains
West
of
the
Moon
And
everywhere
Everywhere
Wild
things
are
free
Free
in
the
wind
and
the
sun
Everywhere
Everywhere
As
it
should
be
Left
on
their
own
while
they
run
Out
by
those
mountains
West
of
the
Moon
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