| Far Away from the City |
|---|
| Listen to me, brother |
| You see how times had changed |
| Now I want to be burried |
| Now I want to be burried |
| Far away from the city |
| Far away from the dust |
| Sit down and tell me, son |
| Am I lost my mind? |
| Now I want to be burried |
| Now I want to be burried |
| Far away from the city |
| Far away from the dust |
