John Jones / Alan Prosser / Ian Telfer
Bug Music Ltd 1997
First released on: Deep Dark Ocean, 1997
some are born to plough the fields of home some are born to happiness and never start to roam I bent the bow, I let the arrow fly your children go - do you ever wonder why? cross my heart, there's nothing I'd regret just that single perfect path, I haven't found it yet let's work it out, it's not too late to try I said Get real, I didn't say goodbye 'cause I was born to tell the truth and run remember me, remember me it was all for love, the crazy things I've done remember me, I'm still your native son remember me, I'm still your native son oh, native son oh, native son some are born to watch the years go by some are born to happiness, it comes as no surprise I bent the bow, I let the arrow fly I said Get real, I never said goodbye 'cos I was born to tell the truth and run remember me, remember me it was all for love, the crazy things I've done remember me, I'm still your native son remember me, I'm still your native son oh, native son oh, native son remember me, I'm still your native son