| Song | Native Son |
| Artist | Bryan Adams |
| Album | Into The Fire |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
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| [00:01.850] | Bryan Adams –Native Son |
| [00:23.630] | I've seen many moons through these wrinkled eyes |
| [00:27.520] | The years have made me old but they've made me wise |
| [00:33.20] | Now the white man lives where our rivers run |
| [00:40.600] | For now better days have passed |
| [00:44.910] | We walk the streets of broken glass |
| [00:49.750] | Our people vanished as snow before the summer sun |
| [00:57.690] | Like dogs we were driven from this place |
| [01:02.20] | Such injustice,time will not erase |
| [01:06.350] | All these changes cannot be undone |
| [01:15.100] | When you feel the anger inside of you |
| [01:19.590] | Hold your head high -let your aim be true |
| [01:26.270] | Though your heart beats like a drum |
| [01:31.30] | My native son |
| [01:49.850] | Once there was a time my little one |
| [01:54.340] | Before the wagons -before the soldiers'guns |
| [01:59.390] | When this land was ours as far as the eagle flies |
| [02:07.330] | No white flag -no broken truce |
| [02:11.650] | With few words one can speak the truth -I don't hear it |
| [02:17.250] | Time won't heal it now |
| [02:24.610] | With each new day that comes to pass |
| [02:29.70] | Will the great spirit free us all at last? |
| [02:33.450] | He said we were the chosen ones |
| [02:42.80] | For all we had there's nothin'left |
| [02:44.930] | We won ’t forgive -we can't forget |
| [02:49.320] | You know that your day will come |
| [02:58.50] | My native son |
| [03:06.770] | My native son |
| [03:34.210] | With each new day that comes to pass |
| [03:38.490] | Will the great spirit free us all at last? |
| [03:42.850] | What has happened can never be undone |
| [03:51.610] | When I was young -not yet a man |
| [03:55.950] | The sun rose and set upon our land |
| [04:02.860] | We were the chosen ones |
| [04:07.490] | My native son |
| [04:19.580] | My native son |
| [04:42.470] | My native son |
| [04:45.920] | Though your heart beats like a drum |
| [04:59.840] | My native son |
| [05:08.280] | We were the chosen ones |
| ti: Native Son | |
| ar: Bryan Adams | |
| [00:01.850] | Bryan Adams Native Son |
| [00:23.630] | I' ve seen many moons through these wrinkled eyes |
| [00:27.520] | The years have made me old but they' ve made me wise |
| [00:33.20] | Now the white man lives where our rivers run |
| [00:40.600] | For now better days have passed |
| [00:44.910] | We walk the streets of broken glass |
| [00:49.750] | Our people vanished as snow before the summer sun |
| [00:57.690] | Like dogs we were driven from this place |
| [01:02.20] | Such injustice, time will not erase |
| [01:06.350] | All these changes cannot be undone |
| [01:15.100] | When you feel the anger inside of you |
| [01:19.590] | Hold your head high let your aim be true |
| [01:26.270] | Though your heart beats like a drum |
| [01:31.30] | My native son |
| [01:49.850] | Once there was a time my little one |
| [01:54.340] | Before the wagons before the soldiers' guns |
| [01:59.390] | When this land was ours as far as the eagle flies |
| [02:07.330] | No white flag no broken truce |
| [02:11.650] | With few words one can speak the truth I don' t hear it |
| [02:17.250] | Time won' t heal it now |
| [02:24.610] | With each new day that comes to pass |
| [02:29.70] | Will the great spirit free us all at last? |
| [02:33.450] | He said we were the chosen ones |
| [02:42.80] | For all we had there' s nothin' left |
| [02:44.930] | We won ' t forgive we can' t forget |
| [02:49.320] | You know that your day will come |
| [02:58.50] | My native son |
| [03:06.770] | My native son |
| [03:34.210] | With each new day that comes to pass |
| [03:38.490] | Will the great spirit free us all at last? |
| [03:42.850] | What has happened can never be undone |
| [03:51.610] | When I was young not yet a man |
| [03:55.950] | The sun rose and set upon our land |
| [04:02.860] | We were the chosen ones |
| [04:07.490] | My native son |
| [04:19.580] | My native son |
| [04:42.470] | My native son |
| [04:45.920] | Though your heart beats like a drum |
| [04:59.840] | My native son |
| [05:08.280] | We were the chosen ones |
| ti: Native Son | |
| ar: Bryan Adams | |
| [00:01.850] | Bryan Adams Native Son |
| [00:23.630] | I' ve seen many moons through these wrinkled eyes |
| [00:27.520] | The years have made me old but they' ve made me wise |
| [00:33.20] | Now the white man lives where our rivers run |
| [00:40.600] | For now better days have passed |
| [00:44.910] | We walk the streets of broken glass |
| [00:49.750] | Our people vanished as snow before the summer sun |
| [00:57.690] | Like dogs we were driven from this place |
| [01:02.20] | Such injustice, time will not erase |
| [01:06.350] | All these changes cannot be undone |
| [01:15.100] | When you feel the anger inside of you |
| [01:19.590] | Hold your head high let your aim be true |
| [01:26.270] | Though your heart beats like a drum |
| [01:31.30] | My native son |
| [01:49.850] | Once there was a time my little one |
| [01:54.340] | Before the wagons before the soldiers' guns |
| [01:59.390] | When this land was ours as far as the eagle flies |
| [02:07.330] | No white flag no broken truce |
| [02:11.650] | With few words one can speak the truth I don' t hear it |
| [02:17.250] | Time won' t heal it now |
| [02:24.610] | With each new day that comes to pass |
| [02:29.70] | Will the great spirit free us all at last? |
| [02:33.450] | He said we were the chosen ones |
| [02:42.80] | For all we had there' s nothin' left |
| [02:44.930] | We won ' t forgive we can' t forget |
| [02:49.320] | You know that your day will come |
| [02:58.50] | My native son |
| [03:06.770] | My native son |
| [03:34.210] | With each new day that comes to pass |
| [03:38.490] | Will the great spirit free us all at last? |
| [03:42.850] | What has happened can never be undone |
| [03:51.610] | When I was young not yet a man |
| [03:55.950] | The sun rose and set upon our land |
| [04:02.860] | We were the chosen ones |
| [04:07.490] | My native son |
| [04:19.580] | My native son |
| [04:42.470] | My native son |
| [04:45.920] | Though your heart beats like a drum |
| [04:59.840] | My native son |
| [05:08.280] | We were the chosen ones |