Appalachian farmer. Noted charmer. Forgot the field. . Mississippi moonchild. Drivin' him wild. Forgot to yield. . IO-way hey day. Day dreamin' someday.
Once in awhile will you try. To give one little thought to me?. Though someone else. May be nearer to your heart. . Will you dream of the moments. I shared with you?.
She was sittin' on a park bench. Feedin' pigeons on Beacon Hill. I was takin' my dog Jack out for a run. We had a little time to kill. . I still don't know if it was Jack or me.
I don't ever want to be afraid,. To walk the world in my own way.. I don't want to ever lose my faith. In all the little simple things.. And even if it all falls down,.
Well it's snowing in Miami. And it's hailing in LA. Money's growing like green apples. On the trees. . I've been hanging out with Elvis, yeah. And all my bills are paid.
Sometimes I feel like I never quite fit in. Like I'm always a little out of place. It's hard to be everything to everyone. There's so many roles I have to play.
I was walking down the street. In my blue jeans and my bare feet. I saw old Mrs. Mayo in her garden so high. . She got her prize azaleas. And her big ole fat tomatoes.