Ride To Agadir
(专辑: Boonoonoonoos - 1981)
They rode in the
morning Casablanca to the
west On the
Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to Marakesh For Mohammed and Morocco We had taken up our guns For the
ashes of our fathers and the
children of our sons. For the
ashes of our fathers and the
children of our sons. In the
dry winds of summer They were sharpening the
blades. They were riding to act upon the
promise we had made. With the
fist and the
dagger With the
rifle and the
lance We will suffer no intrusion from the
Infidels of France. We will suffer no intrusion from the
Infidels of France. Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir. Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir. They could wait no more In the
burning sands on the
ride to Agadir. Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir. Like the
dogs of war For the
future of this land on the
ride to Agadir. Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir. Though they were waiting And they were fifty to our ten They were easily outnumbered by a
smaller force of men. As the
darkness was falling They were soon to realize We were going to relieve them of their God-Forsaken lives. We were going to relieve them of their God-Forsaken lives. They could wait no more In the
burning sands on the
ride to Agadir. Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir. Like the
dogs of war For the
future of this land on the
ride to Agadir. Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir. They rode in the
morning Casablanca to the
west On the
Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to Marakesh For Mohammed and Morocco We had taken up our guns For the
ashes of our fathers and the
children of our sons. For the
ashes of our fathers and the
children of our sons.