(Set to - Who's that Man - Toby Keith)
Turn left at the old hostel
I know this side of Jhelom much too well
It hasn't changed since I been gone
Oh, this used to be my old home
They built the governor house, central neighborhood
I guess the EM, really fixed it good
The town was getting rough
But RueTor had finally donated enough
Fight the tears back with a smile
Stop and look for a little while
Oh it's plain to see
The only thing missin' is me
That's my bank and governor's house
Built just after I came in
There's the window to the arts center
Where they sing their gayly tunes
I donated those funds to the treasury
Not long after they voted for me
Those are my citizens, and this is our strife
Who's that Sam, running my life.
If I un-stealthed, would it cause a scene
They're not really expecting me
Those citizens have rioted through hell
But I hear they've adjusted well
I'd be hard to recognize
In my savage disguise
Sitting here on my ridgeback mount
And red, titled murder count
Ride away one more time
Lot of things running through my mind
Guess the less things change
The more they never seem the same.
That's my bank and governor's house
Built just after I came in
There's the window to the arts center
Where they sing their gayly tunes
I donated those funds to the treasury
Not long after they voted for me
Those are my citizens, and this is our strife
Who's that Sam, running my life.
*Congratulations Sam!
Turn left at the old hostel
I know this side of Jhelom much too well
It hasn't changed since I been gone
Oh, this used to be my old home
They built the governor house, central neighborhood
I guess the EM, really fixed it good
The town was getting rough
But RueTor had finally donated enough
Fight the tears back with a smile
Stop and look for a little while
Oh it's plain to see
The only thing missin' is me
That's my bank and governor's house
Built just after I came in
There's the window to the arts center
Where they sing their gayly tunes
I donated those funds to the treasury
Not long after they voted for me
Those are my citizens, and this is our strife
Who's that Sam, running my life.
If I un-stealthed, would it cause a scene
They're not really expecting me
Those citizens have rioted through hell
But I hear they've adjusted well
I'd be hard to recognize
In my savage disguise
Sitting here on my ridgeback mount
And red, titled murder count
Ride away one more time
Lot of things running through my mind
Guess the less things change
The more they never seem the same.
That's my bank and governor's house
Built just after I came in
There's the window to the arts center
Where they sing their gayly tunes
I donated those funds to the treasury
Not long after they voted for me
Those are my citizens, and this is our strife
Who's that Sam, running my life.
*Congratulations Sam!
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