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I sailed in on the good intent With all intentions clear A man without a mystery A vision brought me here The ocean gave me room to roam But the shore is calling out So I will marry, built a home And see what that's about Children came by the dozens then Drifting south like rain I worked the soil, I used the gun The waves have to turned to grain I tried to love this Arkansas With black and bleeding hands But I will not survive this life But I'll become a man My brother sold my mother's house I never shed a tear I could watch the world in smoke There's nothin' for me here I've seen behind the darkened vail That's all I want to know So I'll sail off on the good intent To my true happy home Yes, I sail off on the good intent Never more to roam From Letras Mania