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I'd rather be a farmerI'd rather work the landI'd rather see the mountainsidesI'd rather see Your handI'd rather swim the oceanI'd rather not pretendI'd rather do some thinking nowSomehow it all dependsCHORUS:If I could fly away from meTo ride this wind above the treesOh to fly away from meCome and face the longingOn my kneesI'd rather see my hometownI'd rather hold my wifeI'd rather never question thingsBut that's the story of my lifeI'd rather not be cryingI'd rather just be wholeI'd rather brave the cleansing fireI'd rather feed my soulLetras de cancionesCHORUSI'm open to suggestionsI'm crying out to YouI'm ready to be finished hereI'm ready for this season to be through From Letras Mania