Far Away

Tie me up and push me down
They'll shove my face into the ground
If I'm ever found
So forever I will roam
Far away from my home

Well I'm always on the run
Looking for work this hired gun
Chasing down the setting sun
Will I ever find my grace?
Far away in this forsakin' place

Far away far away
Far away I roam
Far away far away
I hear the footsteps on the ground
I am waiting to be found

Think about those early days
When I was betrayed
By those who were to show me the way
I left as quickly as I could
My life amounted to no good

Far away far away
Far away I roam
Far away far away
I hear the footsteps on the ground
I am waiting to be found

Far away far away
Far away I roam
Far away far away
I hear the footsteps on the ground
I am ready to be found



Credits
Writer(s): David Friesen
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