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Tod Howarth - West of Eight lyrics
I'm finally home I've traveled far but here I am, West, of eight, And just to cast my eyes upon the beach of mission bay, Shows me, my fate, YEAH AND I'M THE ONE WHO LEFT TO FIND A WAY, A ROAD OF RAGS TO RICHES EAST OF EIGHT... I'll bleed the romance San Diego's given me, By, and by, Few things beat the sunset off Point Loma's ocean sky, My old, school high, YEAH AND I'M THE ONE WHO LEFT TO FIND A WAY, A ROAD OF RAGS TO RICHES EAST OF EIGHT, DOROTHY HAD THE SECRET ALL ALONG, SELDOM SHOULD YOU VENTURE FROM YOUR HOME, YOUR HOME.... YOUR HOME, YOUR HOME... |
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