Goodbye My Friend - Boney M., Bobby Farrell

Whirlwind you must know he can’t leave

Ever since he was young he had known what a man should know

With no hatred inside

Whirlwind take the wife and the child

Find the trail that leads south

To the lands they have given you

The new home for your tribe

Brother of Blood

I have heard that the soldiers are two moons away

They come with many guns

And death is waiting for a brave man

Such as you

Goodbye my friend you must be on your way

Down through the canyons we wait and we pray

Goodbye my friend you can linger no more

Gun smoke is rising so run to that war

Beyond the hills the far horizon

In the purple evening sky

You’ll fild the Valley of Walhalla

There when you die