I sell the salt
I sell tobacco and some more
But please believe me
I never trade
Something that my spirit
Wouldn't buy
And the morning comes
Here for everyone
And the morning comes
For every
So far away
So far away
Far away from home
So far away
So far away
He use his gun
He you his knife and special tools
Since the beginning
He was a traitor
But the price's on my head now
And the morning comes
Here for everyone
And the morning comes
For every
So far away
So far away
Far away from home
So far away
So far away
So far away
So far away
Far away from home
So far away
So far away
Away