Sample 2 is dry mono vocal
Sample 3 is wet guitar stereo

Enjoy!

the march of man

v1 An angel watches over the garden of Eden
She bathes her children with a mother’s tears
And they’ve flowed from Palatka to St. Augustine
Between the banks of the St. John river
For a million years

v2 Right beside the Gulf’s warm blue green waters
Sand dunes stretch forever in a line
And I don’t even care if there’s no heaven
How could it be better
Than this Florida state of mind

Ch Wild and free, my native land you’ll always be
Somewhere Spanish moss is blowing
In a banyan tree
And it’s softly calling me home

v3 Cypress knees and sawgrass line the border
Rooted in the limestone, clay and sand
The silent solitary sentinels of old Florida
Stand against the elements
and the march of man
They stand against the elements and the march of man