We spare a moment at the roadside
Memories flood back to the day you died
In your prime you were take away
It don't seem fair what more can I say
FOR WHITE PRIDE (x3)
THE DAY HE DIED
Each year we travel back to lay a flower
And have memories of you
All the gigs and the speeches you made
Ened up here in this roadside grave
We think of the brother who went with you
And he's remembere just like you
We don't forget it gets harder every time
September the 24th engraved on our mind
The journey home is always the worst
We travel back along that road that is cursed
We will never know the real reason why!
Was it conspiraccy just a lie?
Memories flood back to the day you died
In your prime you were take away
It don't seem fair what more can I say
FOR WHITE PRIDE (x3)
THE DAY HE DIED
Each year we travel back to lay a flower
And have memories of you
All the gigs and the speeches you made
Ened up here in this roadside grave
We think of the brother who went with you
And he's remembere just like you
We don't forget it gets harder every time
September the 24th engraved on our mind
The journey home is always the worst
We travel back along that road that is cursed
We will never know the real reason why!
Was it conspiraccy just a lie?
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