ฟังเพลง1847

1847 - Searson

In 1847 they arrived on the ship

Build our home that's now a bar

That our life had a farm

In the feel they're not the cattle

Knows the tell on the tree

Through the park the bad

They like to hang for their came

Thrown hard hands never work so hard

Every hour every day

Crock clear dark winter silent crackle through the court

Right night swattered

We're stars above the farm

You left with the spark

Well they never have toiled

Strong every rules internet and soil

Six generations have call this the honor

Survive in our food

That their fills grown

Strong hard hands never work so hard

Every hour every day

Crock clear dark winter silent crackle through the court

Right night swattered

We start above the farm

The golden clam a far

Beauty beyond just are

They changed our life whatever

With their stream they build together

Crock clear dark winter silent crackle through the court

Right night swattered

We're stars above the farm