I wanna go where the lame will walk
I wanna see the sick ones clean
Where the deaf can hear and the silent talk
Where are you going, to a ghostdance in the snow?
Where are all your warriors, I see they're finally
Coming home
I wanna go where the dead are raised
Where the mountain lion lays down with the lamb
I wanna stand where god is praised
I wanna ride across the plains
To the promised land
Where I'm going don't need to raise your voice
No starvation we'll have plenty to eat
No guns no wars, no hateful noise
Just a victory dance, we'll never taste defeat
Where there's nothin' done or said
That can't be forgiven
Where every step you take
Is on sacred ground
Walk away from death
Into the land of the living
Where all the lost tribes
Are finally found
I wanna go where the blind can see I wanna go where the lame will walk I wanna see the sick ones clean Where the deaf can hear and the silent talk Where are you going, to a ghostdance in the snow? Where are all your warriors, I see they're finally Coming home I wanna go where the dead are raised Where the mountain lion lays down with the lamb I wanna stand where god is praised I wanna ride across the plains To the promised land Where I'm going don't need to raise your voice No starvation we'll have plenty to eat No guns no wars, no hateful noise Just a victory dance, we'll never taste defeat Where there's nothin' done or said That can't be forgiven Where every step you take Is on sacred ground Walk away from death Into the land of the living Where all the lost tribes Are finally found Explain Request ×
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