The Coalminer's Grandson - In The Saloons Of My Mind

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~ The Coalminer's Grandson (Akis Kosmidis) ~
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~Lyrics~
(Verse 1)
Well, I ain't worried 'bout what's cool these days,
I ain't chasing trends or playing no games.
A guitar strummin', a fiddle's tune,
Takes me far to that saloon.
Where boots hit the floor in a lively beat,
And hats tip low on every street.
In the land where joy runs free,
That’s where my mind will always be.
(Chorus)
Well, I’m an old wanderin’ soul in a fast-movin’ time,
With a dream at my side and a rhythm in mind.
In the saloons of my mind, there’s laughter and cheers,
Where the boots and the hats chase away all fears.
No time for the noise, no time for the show,
We all sing for these, not for the hollow glow.
(Verse 2)
A miner’s hand, a farmer’s pride,
The hard-workin’ folks, they stand side by side.
I feel their strength, I feel their grace,
In every smile, in every embrace.
The joy of a dog, the thrill of the ride,
A mother’s hug at the end of the night.
We all sing for these, not for the show,
Not for the fleeting or the hollow glow.
(Chorus)
Well, I’m an old wanderin’ soul in a fast-movin’ time,
With a dream at my side and a rhythm in mind.
In the saloons of my mind, there’s laughter and cheers,
Where the boots and the hats chase away all fears.
No time for the noise, no time for the show,
We all sing for these, not for the hollow glow.
(Verse 3)
The sky turns dark with the smoke and cold,
As winter’s grip on the West takes hold.
But inside my mind, the fire still burns,
With tales of action and wild returns.
Where heroes rise and the laughter's strong,
And the winds of joy blow all night long.
Though the world outside may freeze and bind,
There's a land of warmth inside my mind.
(Chorus)
Well, I’m an old wanderin’ soul in a fast-movin’ time,
With a dream at my side and a rhythm in mind.
In the saloons of my mind, there’s laughter and cheers,
Where the boots and the hats chase away all fears.
No time for the noise, no time for the show,
We all sing for these, not for the hollow glow.
(Verse 4)
Here’s to the stories that fill my head,
Of dusty streets and skies blood-red.
Where folks are free and their hearts are kind,
In the world I’ve built within my mind.
(Chorus)
Well, I’m an old wanderin’ soul in a fast-movin’ time,
With a dream at my side and a rhythm in mind.
In the saloons of my mind, there’s laughter and cheers,
Where the boots and the hats chase away all fears.
No time for the noise, no time for the show,
We all sing for these, not for the hollow glow.
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