
Lyrics to If I were not Alexander, I would like to be
Let's move our burnt store
let's move our men down
So low to the ground
I'll beg on the ground
I will beg of you
Let's find some black stream
Let's lose our dead clothes
On the way--they'll find us in trees [alive and in a state of wonder]
let's move our men down
So low to the ground
I'll beg on the ground
I will beg of you
Let's find some black stream
Let's lose our dead clothes
On the way--they'll find us in trees [alive and in a state of wonder]
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