Lletres:
Sons Of The Pioneers

Pull up the vibes that you're playing Can you play some more, can you play some more? Lift it up, jock it up, pull it up, come again now Can you play

Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Alamogordo, Bikini I'm gonna preach you all a sermon About Old Man Atom, that's me I don't mean the Adam in the Bible datum I don

Does your conscience ever bother you When somebody calls my name Tries to think of all that I've gone through And hang your head in shame Someone came

An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows

If I sent a rose to you For every time you made me blue You'd have a room full of roses If I sent a rose of white For every time I cried all night You

Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women They'll drive you crazy

old west is changing some But traditions persevere They're being kept alive by the sons of the Pioneers They're being kept alive By the sons of the Pioneers

Traducció: April Wine. Wisin i Yandel.

Traducció: Wisin i Yandel. Shawdows blau en el Camí.