UNA PALOMA BLANCA by Slim Whitman; Written by: H. Woods, K. Smith. & H. Johnson When the sun shines on the mountain And the night is on the run It's a new day, it's a new way And I fly up to the sun. I can feel the morning sunlight I can smell the new-mown hay I can heard God's voices calling For my golden skylight way. Una Paloma Blanca; I'm just a bird in the sky (2x) Una Paloma Blanca Over the mountains I fly; No one can take my freedom away. Once I had my share of losing For they locked me on a chain Yes, they tried to break my power Oh, I still can feel the pain. CHORUS Gene Graham
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