Lyrics:
Climb aboard a butterfly and take off in the breeze
Let your worries flutter by and do the things you please
In the land where dollar bills are
nothing to see
Just a cool breeze that's encircling me
Let's go for a walk in the garden
So far and so wide
We can sit in the shade by the fountain
and strong
We are bound together by the task that stands before us
And the road that lies ahead
We are bound and we are bound
There is a feeling like
empty
If your cup is full may it be again
Let it be known there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of men
There is a road, no simple
preparation
A splendid time is guaranteed for all
And tonight Mr. Kite is topping the bill
"Go down early"
"Three, four"
"One, two, three, four"
trigger fingers steady,
And my dukes is always itchin' for a fight.
Yippe yai yippe yo kaiya!
I'm Big Bad Bill from the Badlands,
I'm a better shot than
In Scarlet Town, where I was born
There's ivy leaf and silver thorn
The streets have names that you can't pronounce
Gold is down to a quarter
I was five years old when daddy started packin'
And I stood there by my mamma
As she cried
And the next thing that we knew
Some old train came
I slept by the mountain
Of rivers we crossed
I dreamt of the fountain
And the coin that we tossed
Now I'm just counting
The dreams that were lost
voice I think I've, I've ever heard.
She loved to sing the songs about our Savior
"There is a Fountain", was her favorite one
And I've seen tears
Standing in a line for a meal at a strangers door
As night begins to fall, they lay down in the hall of the mission
Of the Salvation Army that is loosing
is deserted, there's dust on the shelf
Mr Zero sits lonely and talks to himself
It's too late to change, the fine line has been crossed
The charades
As I went now for to take a little walk,
I came upon that Wild Bill Jones
He was a'walkin' and a'talkin' by my true lover's side
And I bid him
is deserted, there's dust on the shelf
Mr Zero sits lonely and talks to himself
It's too late to change, the fine line has been crossed
The charades
contagious, just like Ron Isley
(What the hell is goin' on? Someone's sleepin' in my home)
Snoop to the DO, double G
Get in where you fit in, follow me
contagious, just like Ron Isley
(What the hell is going on? Someone's sleeping in my home)
Snoop to the D-O-Double G
Get in, where you fit in, follow me
Who's
(It's Mr Brown) Mr Brown is a clown who rides to town in a coffin
(Well, here he comes) In the top is
Three rows on top and two inside there
Oh,
me twenty bills
I spent the night in Utah
In a cave up in the hills
Set out running but I take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
MARIPOSA COUNTY LINE – by Gaither Drake
Just over the Mariposa County line
Started thinking about the time I had with you
And though I'd never want
knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already
If only I could hunt the hunter
And all I really want is some patience
A way to calm the angry voice
empty
If your cup is full may it be again
Let it be known there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of men
There is a road, no simple
A poor man can
Yes, and there's nowhere
More fitting than
In the Temple of Music
By the Tower of Light
Between the Fountain of Abundance
In my memory, I will always see
The town that I loved so well
Where our school played ball by the gas yard wall
And they laughed through the smoke
turned her head
And Linda never looked back at all
He'll never write a song for Linda
And she was right there all along
All he knows is no one
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