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Goodberry Pie Video (MV)




Performed By: Artem Bank
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Artem Bank




Artem Bank - Goodberry Pie Lyrics
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Back home, back home
My lass awaits to receive me from the line
I know, I know
The pie she bakes will taste so good and fine
I long for her to hold me tight
And whisper in my ear
Far away from the drums beating
Which I so dearly fear
Home, home I will go
And sing this on the way
Home, home I will go
Else the field will have its way
At home, at home
I do await for my husband to arrive
And when he comes
He'll smile wide for my goodberry pie
I long for him to hold me tight
And whisper in my ear
Come back to me, my dear beloved
And never stray from here
Home, home I will go
And sing this on the way
Home, home I will go
Else the field will have its way
My friends, my friends
I buried them, and sang them sweet goodbye
My sword, my shield
Are heavier with the wound in my side
My legs are tired, but I must go on
Or I will surely die
I'll find the strength to find my way
If I think of goodberry pie
Home, home I will go
And sing this on the way
Home, home I will go
Else the forever I will stay
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Back home, back home
My lass awaits to receive me from the line
I know, I know
The pie she bakes will taste so good and fine
I long for her to hold me tight
And whisper in my ear
Far away from the drums beating
Which I so dearly fear
Home, home I will go
And sing this on the way
Home, home I will go
Else the field will have its way
At home, at home
I do await for my husband to arrive
And when he comes
He'll smile wide for my goodberry pie
I long for him to hold me tight
And whisper in my ear
Come back to me, my dear beloved
And never stray from here
Home, home I will go
And sing this on the way
Home, home I will go
Else the field will have its way
My friends, my friends
I buried them, and sang them sweet goodbye
My sword, my shield
Are heavier with the wound in my side
My legs are tired, but I must go on
Or I will surely die
I'll find the strength to find my way
If I think of goodberry pie
Home, home I will go
And sing this on the way
Home, home I will go
Else the forever I will stay
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Writer: Artem Bank
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