Lirik Lagu Ride To Agadir - Boney M
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Ride To Agadir
They rode in the morningCasablanca to the westOn the Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to MarakeshFor Mohammed and MoroccoWe had taken up our gunsFor the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
In the dry winds of summerThey were sharpening the blades.They were riding to act upon the promise we had made.With the fist and the daggerWith the rifle and the lanceWe will suffer no intrusion from the Infidels of France.We will suffer no intrusion from the Infidels of France.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
They could wait no moreIn the burning sands on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Like the dogs of warFor the future of this land on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Though they were waitingAnd they were fifty to our tenThey were easily outnumbered by a smaller force of men.As the darkness was fallingThey were soon to realizeWe were going to relieve them of their God-Forsaken lives.We were going to relieve them of their God-Forsaken lives.
They could wait no moreIn the burning sands on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Like the dogs of warFor the future of this land on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
They rode in the morningCasablanca to the westOn the Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to MarakeshFor Mohammed and MoroccoWe had taken up our gunsFor the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
They rode in the morningCasablanca to the westOn the Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to MarakeshFor Mohammed and MoroccoWe had taken up our gunsFor the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
In the dry winds of summerThey were sharpening the blades.They were riding to act upon the promise we had made.With the fist and the daggerWith the rifle and the lanceWe will suffer no intrusion from the Infidels of France.We will suffer no intrusion from the Infidels of France.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
They could wait no moreIn the burning sands on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Like the dogs of warFor the future of this land on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Though they were waitingAnd they were fifty to our tenThey were easily outnumbered by a smaller force of men.As the darkness was fallingThey were soon to realizeWe were going to relieve them of their God-Forsaken lives.We were going to relieve them of their God-Forsaken lives.
They could wait no moreIn the burning sands on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Like the dogs of warFor the future of this land on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
They rode in the morningCasablanca to the westOn the Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to MarakeshFor Mohammed and MoroccoWe had taken up our gunsFor the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
