Artista: Johnny Cash
Canción: Like a Soldier
Disco: American Recordings
Año: 1994
Letra:
With the twilight colors falling,
and the evening laying shadows,
hidden memories come stealing from my mind;
And I feel my own heart beating out,
the simple joy of living,
and I wonder how I ever was that kind
But the wild road I was rambling
was always out there calling,
and you said a hundred times I should have died
Then you reached down and touched me
and lifted me up with you
So, I believe it was a road that I was meant to ride
I'm like a soldier getting over the war
I'm like a young man getting over his crazy days
Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways
I don't have to do that anymore
I'm like a soldier getting over the war
There are nights I don't remember,
and pain that it's been forgotten,
and a lot of things I choose not to recall
There are faces that come to me,
in my darkest secret memories
Faces that I wish would not come back at all
But in my dreams parade of lovers
from the other times and places
There's not one that matters now, no matter who
I'm just thankful for the journey,
and that I've survived the battles
And that's my spoils of victory: is you
I'm like a soldier getting over the war
I'm like a young man getting over his crazy days
Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways
Everyday gets better than the day before
I'm like a soldier getting over the war
Canción: Like a Soldier
Disco: American Recordings
Año: 1994
Letra:
With the twilight colors falling,
and the evening laying shadows,
hidden memories come stealing from my mind;
And I feel my own heart beating out,
the simple joy of living,
and I wonder how I ever was that kind
But the wild road I was rambling
was always out there calling,
and you said a hundred times I should have died
Then you reached down and touched me
and lifted me up with you
So, I believe it was a road that I was meant to ride
I'm like a soldier getting over the war
I'm like a young man getting over his crazy days
Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways
I don't have to do that anymore
I'm like a soldier getting over the war
There are nights I don't remember,
and pain that it's been forgotten,
and a lot of things I choose not to recall
There are faces that come to me,
in my darkest secret memories
Faces that I wish would not come back at all
But in my dreams parade of lovers
from the other times and places
There's not one that matters now, no matter who
I'm just thankful for the journey,
and that I've survived the battles
And that's my spoils of victory: is you
I'm like a soldier getting over the war
I'm like a young man getting over his crazy days
Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways
Everyday gets better than the day before
I'm like a soldier getting over the war
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