| Lyrics: | Rod McKuenSteven Yates
Time to let the rain fall without the help of man. Time to let the
trees grow tall. Now, if they only can.
Time to let our children live in a land that's free.
Ally, ally, ally, ally, oxen free.
Time to blow the smoke away and look at the sky again.
Time to let our friends know we'd like to begin again.
Time to send a message across the land
and sea. Ally, ally, ally, ally, oxen free.
Strong and weak, mild and meek, no more hide
and seek.
Time to see the fairness of a children's game. Time for men to stop and learn to do
the same.
Time to make our minds up if the world at last will be. Ally, ally, ally, ally, oxen
free. |
