by Gerald Rioux

Genre: Folk/Acoustic


As the wind blows, it whistles through the land, the land so free and so precious, as it’s stands,
The land of the free, how we must stand by our will, protect what is ours, and respect nature for what it is
As we see birds flying through the air, a number of fish in our waters so fresh many animals flowing through the rugged forest, families scattered throughout the land,
the winter storms blows through out the land, the sun goes down, darkness set in, the air is crisp, the cold night set in

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