When spring begins again my friend
The world so fresh and new
Green life springs up to meet the sun
The grass gets kissed with dew.
The summer sun shines down again
the world so green and lush
Life gets easy for us all
As fall begins to blush.
The leaves turn red and crimson-gold
The air takes on a chill
We prep for winter's brutal cold
To steel our inner will
When winter comes, we hunker down
The fires burn so bright
The wind and snow test our resolve
But we resolve to fight.

The snows will melt
The sun will come
We do it every year
It may be the end for some
But life will show no fear.

Well I was born in the heat of the summer
And I was born in the bounty of fall
I was born in the depths of the winter
But I won't be buried at all.

I was forged in the noise of the factory
I've rolled on the roughest of seas
I fought bravely on many a death ground
but never been brought to my knees.

I've climbed the tallest of mountains
And I have laid drunk in the street
Yes I've brought in many a harvest
And I will not know defeat.

I'm the countless that went on before me,
The countless who have yet to come.
The will to survive, the blue in your eyes,
What you pass along to your son.

You shmucks try and politicize my life

Cause the people they have lots of strife

Spend money for the power

While it grows each passing hour.

You feed your greed
Not those in need
What is your purpose do you even breathe
Can you see
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What can I do, what can I say?
You keep yourselves so far away I have to say

You say I vote to speak my peace
But your nonsense will not cease

To choose from two and vote for you  
Take the devil by the horns and show him what to do
Read between the lines inspite of what
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You think the people they don’t know
Just sheep to shear and crops to grow.
Though single sheep we are indeed,
A pack of lions are in need.
I shouldn’t warn you but I will
Your time is short, so get your thrills
Your time is short, you give me chills
Your time is short, your time is short
The Lions come, Your time is short

My friends were all off on their own adventures
No more evenings tearing up the town
Boyhood days would never be forgotten
But cops and buzzards were all they left around.

So I set out from my home for greener pastures
Where I could work and rest my troubled head
I spent my days just trying to fill my table
And spent my nights just trying to fill my bed.

Then time began to move on oh so quickly
The women they sure seemed to do the same
Work got slow, it seemed that my green pasture
Had taken light and sprung to orange flame.

So I packed a bag and left that town this morning
The road rises up to meet me where I tread
My mind is free of cares, I'll worry when I'm there
But I'll be rambling till the day I'm dead.

I cut out this morning,
To float the river down.
I know you all will miss me,
But I am Richmond bound.

Tell my girl in Roanoke,
Not to weep for me.
I'll be back to see her,
After Autumn leaves.

Tell dad that I'll miss him,
And I won't get too loud.
I didn't join the navy,
But I'll still make him proud.

Please tell our mother sorry,
Her baby had to leave.
But I will learn and do things,
That she will not believe.

Look in the mirror,what do I see,
Reflections of a man,staring back at me.
He's old and tired, haggard and worn,
After he's gone of course I will mourn.

Though he will die,
He'l live on through me.
His blood in my veins,
He'll continue to be

And after I'm gone, I'll pass him on.
My son will be part of him
That't the way the world goes
But nobody knows
Where it all leads in the end.

Rolling hills and sprawling trees
Easily lost in expanses of green
We lose all our troubles, worries and cares
Sometimes ourselves in the frost-bitten air

The smoke from the fire rises and curls
The quick flowing stream tumbles and swirls.
The tent in the meadow, my humble abode
Like these old mountains, my problems erode

The sun sprints west as nighttime steals in
I hunker down to escape the cold wind
The fire and I swap stories and smokes
He tells me the stories of long bygone folks

When the cold is too much, I call it quits
I take a quick pull and crawl in my tent
Out here I can't feel the weight of the world
My shoulders are free, my mind is restored.