[00:05.48] While traveling this land from border to border and from sea to sea
[00:09.92] There have a few occasions to leave the beaten path and to find the place
[00:14.46] And quiet that's good for thought and just walking through a trackless forest
[00:19.05] Or exploring ruins of the earliest settlers or walking along a creekbed
[00:24.48] Hoping to find a relic such as a tomahawk an axe
[00:28.01] Or even an arrowhead left by a race of long since vanished Indians
[00:34.56] There's a great thrill and it's a wonderful feeling to find a flint arrowhead
[01:00.86] Over fields of new turned sod and in communion with my God I walked alone
[01:12.54] In a furrow bed I found an arrowhead chiseled from stone
[01:20.65] I don't know how long ago some redman drew his bow on its last fight
[01:29.59] Or did he drop it here afraid white men were near to attack at night
[01:37.77] I do know this one thing beyond all questioning it was made to kill
[01:44.93] And proof of a master trade is in this arrowhead he made fashioned with skill
[01:54.90] That I inherited this ground is denied by this stone I've found but when and by who
[02:05.76] Come join me in my tracks then let's stop and look back to the vale and through
[02:14.75] In love and peace we'll see the shadows and the trees and voices too
[02:22.81] But quietly slowly tread this home of the forgotten dead whose bones are dust
[02:32.80] I'm proud that their craftsmen's skill survives the ages still left in my trust
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