Sudan Lyrics - Year Of The Crow - State Radio

Downwind there is a comin' 

A rumble in the sand, it sets our feet to runnin' 

For the fear of the faceless man 

And for the fear of the faceless man 

But if I had an arsenal and if I was ten feet tall 

Then I would put an end to it all 

And if I had wheat to burn and if I had a lot to learn 

Then it still would not matter what color you were 

And if I had but one wish on which to stand 

I'd wish the weapons all turn to sand 

And I'd see the gunners watch their empty hands 

Fall down to their sides 

Downwind they come up lonely 

All hungry for the kill, the horses do the poundin' 

But it's a blood that's goin' to spill 

It's a dark blood that's goin' to spill, yeah 

But if I had an arsenal and if I was ten feet tall 

Then it wouldn't matter what color you were 

And if I had but one wish on which to stand 

I'd see the weapons all turn to sand 

And I'd see the gunners watch their empty hands 

And fall down to their sides 

And if I had but one wish on which to stand 

I'd see the weapons all leave Sudan 

And I'd see the gunners wash their empty hands 

Oh down by the riverside 

Ghost Town in my homeland 

I will come back again 

And if you make a ghost out of me 

I will still be free 

Ghost Town in my homeland 

I will come back again 

If you make a ghost out of me 

I will still be free 

And if I had but one wish on which to stand 

I'd see the weapons all leave this land 

And I'd see the gunners watch their empty hands 

Fall down to their sides 

And if I had but one wish on which to stand 

I'd see the weapons all leave Sudan 

And I'd see the gunners wash their empty hands 

Oh down by the riverside, oh down by the riverside 

Oh down by the riverside