I’ve been around the world
I’ve seen a million girls
Ain’t one of them got
What my lady she’s got
She steals the spotlight
Knocks me off my feet
She’s enough to start a landslide
Just a walkin’ down the street
Wearing dresses so tight
And looking dynamite
Enough to blow me out
No doubt about it can’t live without it
Well East coast girls are hip
I really dig those styles they wear
And the Southern girls with the way they talk
They knock me out when I’m down there
The Mid-West farmer’s daughters really make you feel alright
And the Northern girls with the way they kiss
They keep their boyfriends warm at night
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California girls
While I stood under your bedroom window
Throwin’ up a brick
No one came, I threw one more
That really did the trick
Your daddy came and banged my head
He said, “What kind of man
Is this that’s hangin’ round my girl?”
Huh, he threw me in the can
You’re a farmer’s daughter
You’re a farmer’s daughter
Why do I always get
The kinda girl I didn’t ought to get?
I won’t get no more eggs and water
Now I’ve laid the farmer’s daughter
Jesus, I am overjoyed
To meet you face to face
You’ve been getting quite a name
All around the place
Healing cripples
Raising from the dead
Now I understand you’re God
At least that’s what you’ve said
So you are the Christ
You’re the great Jesus Christ
Prove to me that you’re divine
Change my water into wine
That’s all you need do
Then I’ll know it’s all true
C’mon King of the Jews
Red, red wine, you give enough of love
You’re a kind of lovin’ like a blessing from above
Red, red wine, I loved you right from the start
Right from the start, with all of my heart
I want some red roses for a blue lady
Mister florist take my order please
We had a silly quarrel the other day
I hope these pretty flowers chase her blues away
I want some red roses for a blue lady
Send them to the sweetest gal in town
And if they do the trick, I’ll hurry back to pick
Your best white orchid for her wedding gown
'Cause you don’t say you need me
You don’t sing me love songs
You don’t bring me flowers anymore
Stay below
Shout below
In glory days that come and go
Stay below
Shout below
In glory days that come and go
Love song
Love song
Love song
On and on and
On and on and
On and on and
And on and on and
Shout
Shout
Let it all out
These are things I can do without
Come on
I’m talking to you
Come on
And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
What’s going on?
And so it goes and so it goes
And so it goes and so it goes
But where it’s goin’ no one knows
Round, like a circle in a spiral,
Like a wheel within a wheel,
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever-spinning reel.
What goes up must come down,
Spinning wheel got to go round.
Talking about your troubles it’s a crying sin
Ride a painted pony
Let the spinning wheel spin
Don’t you see?
Don’t you see?
It’s going up, up, up
It’s going up
It’s going up, up, up
It’s going up
Let’s get the hell out of here
Let’s get the hell out of here
Going up
Going down
The world’s a nicer place in my beautiful balloon
It wears a nicer face in my beautiful balloon
We can sing a song and sail along the silver sky
For we can fly we can fly
Up, up and away
My beautiful, my beautiful balloon
Bad news comes don’t you worry even when it lands
Good news will work its way to all them plans
We both got fired on exactly the same day
Well we’ll float on good news is on the way
And we’ll all float on OK
Love comes to you and then after
Dream on, on to the heart of the sunrise
Sharp - distance
How can the sun with its arms all around me
Sharp - distance
How can the wind with so many around me
I feel lost in the city
A river a mountain to be crossed
The sunshine in mountains sometimes lost
Around the south side so cold that we cried
Were we ever colder on that day a million
Miles away
It seemed from all eternity
Oh, yeah yeah Sunny
Thank you for the truth you let me see
My Sunny
Thank you for the facts from A to Z
My life was torn like a windblown sand
Then a rock was formed
When you held my hand
Sunny one so true
I love you
When my Uncle Sonny blew back into town
Said I’ll just go for a ride and have a look 'round
He took off his fedora and stuck his fingers in the crown
And he pulled out twenty dollars
And he laid that money down