Freedom fighter standing
on a montain
in a foreign country
Trying to send a
massage
To his people, back in
the ghetto
He had a home one time
Love of a girl
But he left that behind
Oh yes I can hear him
clearly
as he whispers in the air
His voice came out loud
and clear
All hi asked for was a
prayer
and as he turns to walk
away he said
Chorus:
I'm still here in the house
of exile
For the love of the nation
Sun went down on the
montain
Birds flew back to their
hiding places
Leaving him standing
there like a telephone
pole
in the still of the night
You and I dream
Dreaming of Romeo e
Juliet
All he dream about is
the freedom of the nation
When every man will be
equal
In the eyes of the law
As he closes his eyes
For the last time he said
again
Chorus till fade
----
Rodrigo Correa. Porto Alegre,
Rio Grande do Sul, Brasil
Dube Lucky - House Of Exile Lyrics
Dube Lucky - House Of Exile Lyrics
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Freedom fighter standing
on a montain
in a foreign country
Trying to send a
massage
To his people, back in
the ghetto
He had a home one time
Love of a girl
But he left that behind
Oh yes I can hear him
clearly
as he whispers in the air
His voice came out loud
and clear
All hi asked for was a
prayer
and as he turns to walk
away he said
Chorus:
I'm still here in the house
of exile
For the love of the nation
Sun went down on the
montain
Birds flew back to their
hiding places
Leaving him standing
there like a telephone
pole
in the still of the night
You and I dream
Dreaming of Romeo e
Juliet
All he dream about is
the freedom of the nation
When every man will be
equal
In the eyes of the law
As he closes his eyes
For the last time he said
again
Chorus till fade
----
Rodrigo Correa. Porto Alegre,
Rio Grande do Sul, Brasil
on a montain
in a foreign country
Trying to send a
massage
To his people, back in
the ghetto
He had a home one time
Love of a girl
But he left that behind
Oh yes I can hear him
clearly
as he whispers in the air
His voice came out loud
and clear
All hi asked for was a
prayer
and as he turns to walk
away he said
Chorus:
I'm still here in the house
of exile
For the love of the nation
Sun went down on the
montain
Birds flew back to their
hiding places
Leaving him standing
there like a telephone
pole
in the still of the night
You and I dream
Dreaming of Romeo e
Juliet
All he dream about is
the freedom of the nation
When every man will be
equal
In the eyes of the law
As he closes his eyes
For the last time he said
again
Chorus till fade
----
Rodrigo Correa. Porto Alegre,
Rio Grande do Sul, Brasil
Writer: LUCKY PHILLIP DUBE
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Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.