Nur Gedanken

Toronto/Ontario, Winnipeg/Manitoba to L.A.,
Rockin’ in the Free World that passed away a September’s day.

Singin’ ’bout the Southern Man, who doesn’t need you anyhow,
Since a joke by Lynnard Skynard choked on Dixie pride.

Sometimes a Heart of Gold is not enough for a change of mind,
Everybody knows, this is nowhere of a kind.

Yet bringin’ in the Harvest for a youth that Comes a Time,
Out of the Blue into the Black, you gave them words to fight back.

There are still some more real cowboys, left out on these hills,
and the fire hits the iron one more time.

Neil, the world’s a place at your command,
and we’re happy, if you still stay for a while,
There are so many things that can be done, but for the rest,
we still need Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young.

My my, hey hey, hey hey, my my,
My my, hey hey, hey hey, my my,
My my, hey hey, hey hey, my my,
My my, hey hey, hey hey, my my

Long may you run, long may you fight,
strong Like a Hurricane, dancing on the light,

Sometimes a Heart of Gold is good enough for a change of mind,
Everybody knows you are one of a kind.