Moonshine

Mike Oldfield

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    Walking out on a stormy day
    The cold wind, the fine sea spray
    Looking out over Galway Bay
    The troubled sky all dark and grey
    Far from these shores there stands liberty
    So let it be
    But every while I would remember

    The day we drank
    Moonshine in the rain
    And raised our glasses to the wind
    The day that we dreamed we could be free
    Riding on wings of liberty
    So here's one more for our friends
    And here’s one for our children
    Feeling the cold rain on our fingertips
    And moonshine on our lips

    So we paid our dues
    And we packed our rags
    Made it thought Ellis Island's ranks
    Across the waves to America
    Hearts and souls to the stripes and the stars
    Far from our shores we found liberty
    So let it be
    But every while I would remember

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    The day we drank
    Moonshine in the rain
    And raised our glasses to the wind
    The day that we dreamed we could be free
    Riding the wings of liberty
    So here's one more for our friends
    And here’s one for our children
    Feeling the cold rain on our fingertips
    And moonshine on our lips

    So we made our way
    Through the Cumberland Gap
    Appalachia, never looking back
    Through the wind and rain
    And the cold and pain
    But nothing evermore would feel the same

    All of this life we strive to be free
    So let it be
    But every while I would remember

    The day we drank
    Moonshine in the rain
    And raised our glasses to the wind
    The day that we dreamed we could be free
    And riding on wings of liberty
    So here’s one more for our friends
    And here's one for our children
    Feeling the cold rain on our fingertips
    And moonshine on our lips

    Moonshine in the rain
    And raised our glasses to the wind
    The day that we dreamed we could be free
    Riding on wings of liberty
    So here's one more for our friends
    And here's one our children
    Feeling the cold rain on your fingertips
    And liberty on our lips
    On our lips!

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    Composición: Mike Oldfield

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