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Lyrics:
In a stonewood house In the cool green shade At the foot of a mountain So far away Sits a barefoot boy There born and raised Singing songs In the old style way
In the old style way Life was so sweet Didn't take a lot of money Just to make ends meet With the love of a girl And a little bit of faith There's a lot you can say For the old style way
As he works the land And sows the seed That grows into his destiny Wind in his heart Earth in his hands He won't forget Where he began
In the old style way Life was so simple then Unlike today In a world gone mad Where eyes warm and bright Turn cold and grey Still I can dream In the old style way
By the light of the moon She comes to watch him play As he sings to her the story of the love The night ends too soon He wishes she could stay As his eyes see stars up above
In the old style way Life was so sweet Didn't take a lot of money Just to make ends meet With the love of a girl And a little bit of faith There's a lot you can say For the old style way
In the old style way Life was so simple then Unlike today In a world gone mad Where eyes warm and bright Turn cold and grey Still I can dream In the old style way
In the old style way Life was so sweet Didn't take a lot of money Just to make ends meet With the love of a girl And a little bit of faith There's a lot you can say For the old style way
Still I can dream In the old style way
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