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we ride these waters dark and dustyso ride my people ridewith your muskets aimed at the falling rain cuz the city ain't no place to hideoh my sister's in the boat behindbaby, curse the crime my lovers mind is made, is madeand I think it's time to get on boardI left my home and all my moneyto wrestlin with the windon a lone gold winggon' cross the oceancuz I heard that its a heck of a swimoh my sisters left to be an indians bridebaby curse the times made me curse the tides that risethat rideain't it funny how the time just fliesoh lord, oh lorddon't you think it's time toget on board?well my gaskets blown from strikin the stonegunna curse the cave where I was madeI know, I knowI'm stayin if the wind don't blowoh lord, oh lordLetras de cancionesyou know I guess I better get on boardDid you haunt the gold wing 1980?ride my baby, ridewe rode so low (I absolutely cannot understand the words right here)and then up through the valley belowoh my sisters playin in a rock and roll bandmade me curse the sky, curse the landit's true, it's truethat I'm only just passin throughoh lord, oh lordand I think its time to get on boardI know, I knowI'm stayin if the wind don't blowoh no, oh noya know I think its time to get on board From Letras Mania