Pennan Brae
He sailed from the Highlands
South to Vera Cruz
Deep in the Brazilian heartland
A man of 22
And up the coastline
North to Montreal
Leather bag upon his frame
Six foot one inch tall
Lived the way I want to
Freely without care
Rode the western railway
Wind rushing through his hair
And East to West coast to coast
Where his best plans were laid
Yonder cross those hills
Where the spirit wills
Where I chase my thrills
Yonder cross those
Got some land
Worked it to the bone
Met a true love
And there they made a home
Had a family
Three girls and no more
Warm welcome awaited
By his front porch unlocked door
Moved the way I want to
With a subtle grace
Hand extended
Warm smile on his face
Life of peace and joy and love
Is what true freedom seeks
Wonder when we'll walk again
And in a garden that you
Fondly tend
Share the laughter smell the cashmere
As you press me
Tight against my tears
Yonder cross those hills
Where the spirit wills
Where I chase my thrills
Yonder cross those hills
Yonder cross those hills
Where the spirit wills
Where I chase my thrills
Yonder cross those hills
South to Vera Cruz
Deep in the Brazilian heartland
A man of 22
And up the coastline
North to Montreal
Leather bag upon his frame
Six foot one inch tall
Lived the way I want to
Freely without care
Rode the western railway
Wind rushing through his hair
And East to West coast to coast
Where his best plans were laid
Yonder cross those hills
Where the spirit wills
Where I chase my thrills
Yonder cross those
Got some land
Worked it to the bone
Met a true love
And there they made a home
Had a family
Three girls and no more
Warm welcome awaited
By his front porch unlocked door
Moved the way I want to
With a subtle grace
Hand extended
Warm smile on his face
Life of peace and joy and love
Is what true freedom seeks
Wonder when we'll walk again
And in a garden that you
Fondly tend
Share the laughter smell the cashmere
As you press me
Tight against my tears
Yonder cross those hills
Where the spirit wills
Where I chase my thrills
Yonder cross those hills
Yonder cross those hills
Where the spirit wills
Where I chase my thrills
Yonder cross those hills
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Writer(s): Pennan Brae
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