Green fields and rolling hills
Room enough to do what we
Sometimes I'm tired and I wonder what's so all-fired important
About
Daytimes run away
Nighttimes seem so long
I'm allright in the sunshine
But
Feeling sad tonight
But everything's allright
And we'll find some other place
I'm gonna head on up to the old Ferguson Road
Stand
Don't it seem like the time goes on
And here we
It's a gray, gray gloomy day
A strange and moody blues
What must I do
How can I serve you
Is it true
My, my, she cries, everyone dies
She waits, but can't get
Looking out my window
Peace in the valley just don't come
Though
I was wanting someone to talk to
Needing to let myself
On the first day in August
I want to wake up