Tonart: A major•
Verse 1
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While traveling
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this land, from border to border,
and from sea to sea
There have been a few occasions to leave
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the beaten path and to find the place
And quiet that's good for thought,
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and just walking through a trackless forest
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Or ex ploring ruins of the earliest settlers,
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or walking along a creek bed
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Hoping to find a relic such as a tomahawk,
an axe, or even an arrowhead
Left by a race of long since vanished
Indians
There's a great thrill, and it's a wonderful feeling
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to find a flint arrowhead
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Verse 2
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Over fields of new turned sod, and in communion with my God,
I walked alone
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In a furrow bed,
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I found an arrowhead chiseled from stone
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I don't know how long ago some Redman
drew his bow on its last fight
Or did he drop it here,
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afraid white men were near to attack at night
I do know this one thing beyond all questioning,
it was made to kill
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And proof of a master trade is in this arrowhead he made,
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fashioned with skill
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That I inherited this ground is denied by this stone I've
Verse 3
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found,
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but when and by who
Come join me in my tracks,
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then let's stop and look back to the vale and through
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In love and peace, we'll see the shadows
and the trees and voices too
But quietly, slowly tread this home of the for
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gotten dead whose bones are dust
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I'm proud that their craftsmen's skill
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survives the ages, still left in my trust
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