I`ve often thought about
The men where I came from
And times ago
Their sons, these days, are found
In US and Britannia care
And as I think about,
In my mother`s eyes I look and see the story there
It`s a knowledge of beauty in these days rare
Go west, go west young man
West of hollow words and all that lies there
Go west, I`II sing an air
For all the previous
Wild black curly hair
For what use is anything
If I don`t have the wisdom and warmth
Of my past generations
If I need strength
To take bad on,
I just look back to
where I came from.
I look back where I came from
I`ve had respect, money and love,
I`ve denied my beautiful heritage
Gone away from my roots and come back home again
I gave away my individuality
And listened to the now generation
When really I`m not one of those
But love has brought me closer to the truth and right now
I couldn`t be any closer
To love your father is a fulfilling thing
My national pride is a personal pride