fifty's Rock 'n' Roll Then they got into their Limousine and fell into a hole I moved into the kitchen and I quickly fell in love The warden came along
(Skip Battin and Kim Fowley) One of America's great national pastimes Is drinkin' a Coke Takin' a smoke Tellin' a joke One of America's great national
Get up sing your praises from the bottom of my heart I see your smiling face every time I turn around You're a changing lady with so many mystic moods
Back when cattle creek used to sing It's waters were sweet and it's banks were green And sunny days, went on forever Me and old bugler, we'd run wild
When I was young I'd go down by the river Just about a mile from my home A million miles from everyone My eyes could see your water My ears could hear
Floating, I'm floating on down through the sky Never had no ambition to learn how to fly I'll be glad when it's over and ready to land With this bag full
Some people born in old Kentucky Think they're living in a tunnel mine of coal Other people born not quite so lucky Giving everything by selling out their
Antique Sandy lived in the woods And she'd go to the stream when the weather was good She'd take down the washing for her old man to wear And she'd try
So fine, so fine, so fine, yeah My baby's so doggone fine Sends cold chills up and down my spine Oh oh, yeah yeah, so fine She thrills me, she thrills
Traditional, arranged and adapted by clarence white Farther along we'll know all about it Farther along we'll understand why Cheer up my brother, live
Tradução: The Byrds. A lo largo de más lejos.
One of America's great national pastimes is drinking a coke Taking a smoke telling a joke One of America's great national pastimes is playing ball Taking
We're driving down the highway seven days a week Looking for a number one looking rather bleak Well I'm a roadie what a job being a roadie I'm a roadie
Antique Sandy lived in the woods And she'd go to the stream when the weather was good She'd take down the washin for her old man to wear And she tried
Floating I'm floating on down through the sky Never had no ambition to learn how to fly I'll be glad when it's over and ready to land With this bag full
Back when Cattle Creek used to sing Its waters were sweet and its banks were green And sunny days went on forever Me and ol' Bugler we went wild A blue
should be thus all the day long, While there are others living about us, Never molested tho' in the wrong. Farther along we'll know all about it, Farther along
Well you think you've got it bad And you think that you've been had Well you never were so wrong If you just listen to this song Your debts will all
