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Pretty Maids

Genres: Rock

Far Far Away Lyrics - Pretty Maids

written by Slade 

 

I've seen the yellow lights go down in Mississippi 

I've seen the bridges of the world and they're for real 

I've had a red light of the wrist 

Without me even gettin' kissed 

It still seems so unreal 

 

I've seen the mornings in the mountains of Alaska 

I've seen the sun set in the east and in the west 

I've sang the glory that was Rome 

And passed the hound dog singer's home 

It still seems for the best 

 

And I'm far far away 

With my head up in the clouds 

And I'm far far away 

With my feet down in the crowds 

Lettin' loose around the world 

But the call of home is loud, still as loud 

 

I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre 

And felt the silence hanging low in no mans land 

And all those Spanish nights were fine 

It wasn't only from the wine 

It still seems all in hand 

 

And I'm far far away 

With my head up in the clouds 

And I'm far far away 

With my feet down in the crowds 

Lettin' loose around the world 

But the call of home is loud, still as loud 

 

I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi 

The grand Bahama island stories carry on 

And all those arigato smiles 

Stay in your memory for a while 

There still seems more to come 

 

With my head up in the clouds 

And I'm far far away 

With my feet down in the crowds 

Lettin' loose around the world 

 

And I'm far far away 

With my head up in the clouds 

And I'm far far away 

With my feet down in the crowds 

Lettin' loose around the world 

But the call of home is loud, still as loud 

Are you remember?

Du

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