Lyrics:
way to go Ohio
I went back to Ohio
But my pretty countryside
Had been paved down the middle
By a government that had no pride
The farms
Gonna search the countryside, and all the haystacks, too
We'll, if you see a new face on a totem pole
If you find a lump in your sugar bowl
Baby,
world,
Seven stories high, looking at the world go by-y.
Sitting in my hotel room, thinking about the countryside and sunny days in June.
Trying to hide
While off in the distance the smoke stacks
Were belching back this city's best answer
And the countryside was pocked
With all of those mail pouch
to the silence, hymns to the silence
My hymns to the silence
I want to go out in the countryside
Oh sit by the clear, cool, crystal water
Get my spirit, way
The countryside is all a-glow
With holly trees and mistletoe.
And in them woods there lives a bear
Known to all as Thistlehair. (not Thistlehear)
Chorus:
Oh,
The countryside was cold and still
There were three crosses upon the hill
Each one wore a burning hood
To hide its rotten heart of wood
And I
heart.
It's not the countryside that appealed to my eyes,
It's the spirit and it captured my mind,
But the things I tried to be made a wreck out of me,
Gonna search the countryside, and all the haystacks, too
We'll, if you see a new face on a totem pole
If you find a lump in your sugar bowl
Baby,
on its way to Mars
Baby, it'll be me and I'll be looking for you
Gonna look in the city where the lights are blue
Gonna search the countryside, and all
gone
Nighttime to some, a brief interlude
To others the fear of solitude
Brave Helios, wake up your steeds
Bring the warmth the countryside needs
Gonna search the countryside, and all the haystacks, too
We'll, if you see a new face on a totem pole
If you find a lump in your sugar bowl
Baby,
your sleeve,
I'd be grateful if this golden ring you would receive.
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch,
I stood alone upon
the mine
Then the countryside was shaken
By a mighty rumble
And fear for miles around was
The trembling of the ground
The little girl was fast asleep yet
up on the mountain to
Give my horn a blow
Every girl in the countryside
Said, "Yonder comes by beau, my beau
Yonder comes my bеau"
Poor little turtle
In the countryside so I went for a ride
But I never stopped thinking about you
Found myself wishing you were there
Just to be with me feel
breathlessly sweet
That's the way it is
When we're together
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Even when we casually roam
Oh, baby
Down by the countryside and back
It's buried in the countryside
It's hidden in the shells of night
It's everywhere a baby cries
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
The legend you are about to hear is true
Only the needle should be changed to protect the record
This is the countryside
My name is St. George
Saint Nicholas had his fingers crossed
That we would fall in love
It could have been the holiday
The midnight ride upon a sleigh
The countryside all
Raps by Cappadonna hit the countryside
Poetry whirlpool, Rza and True collide
We produce article exception to the rule
We the black men that struck
us feelin' flat
Out of sight and out of mind
Cruisin' through the countryside we'll never see again
Ain't it lonesome out tonight?
We've been
the clearing with my motor on
Well it's time to get back to the town again
Where the air is sweet and fresh in the countryside
Well it won't be long before I
There's more, there's more, there's more
There's more besides the joyrides
Little house in the countryside
Understand, learn to demand
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