[00:00.264]Brazzaville -Magura
[00:45.336]Take me to Magura
[00:47.252]To while the years away
[00:50.266]The tinkling of the cowbells
[00:52.739]And smells of drying hay
[00:55.470]The rainfall in the mountains
[00:57.761]Will wash away my fears
[01:00.706]And all the foolish things
[01:02.681]That I've done throughout the years
[01:26.835]1grew up in the city Not far from East L A
[01:31.763]With rows of dusty palm trees
[01:34.490]And millions of freeways
[01:37.121]Traffic jams and cholos
[01:39.802]And perverts in the park
[01:42.201]And teenage girls who sold
[01:44.280]Their little bodies after dark
[01:47.471]So take me to Magura
[01:49.768]To while the years away
[01:52.802]The tinkling of the cowbells
[01:55.464]And smells of drying hay
[01:58.21]The rainfall in the mountains
[02:00.688]Will wash away my fears
[02:03.124]And all the foolish things
[02:05.315]That I've done throughout the years
[02:34.673]I'll plant a little garden
[02:36.861]Take up astronomy
[02:39.806]And search for supernovas
[02:42.140]In neighboring galaxies
[02:45.71]I'll go to bed by midnight
[02:47.501]And wake up with the dawn
[02:49.938]And play my old guitar
[02:52.107]While this sad world rolls along
[02:55.423]Take me to Magura To while the years away
[03:00.537]The tinkling of the cowbells
[03:03.86]And smells of drying hay
[03:05.879]The rainfall in the mountains
[03:08.176]Will wash away my fears
[03:11.32]And all the foolish things
[03:13.101]That I've done throughout the years

Brazzaville -Magura
Take me to Magura
To while the years away
The tinkling of the cowbells
And smells of drying hay
The rainfall in the mountains
Will wash away my fears
And all the foolish things
That I've done throughout the years
1grew up in the city Not far from East L A
With rows of dusty palm trees
And millions of freeways
Traffic jams and cholos
And perverts in the park
And teenage girls who sold
Their little bodies after dark
So take me to Magura
To while the years away
The tinkling of the cowbells
And smells of drying hay
The rainfall in the mountains
Will wash away my fears
And all the foolish things
That I've done throughout the years
I'll plant a little garden
Take up astronomy
And search for supernovas
In neighboring galaxies
I'll go to bed by midnight
And wake up with the dawn
And play my old guitar
While this sad world rolls along
Take me to Magura To while the years away
The tinkling of the cowbells
And smells of drying hay
The rainfall in the mountains
Will wash away my fears
And all the foolish things
That I've done throughout the years