Just drifting down   A morning town    With stacks (slats?) of wood    And chicken wire    Took poaching egg    A wedding cake    Passed by the way    I heard it say    That you were mine    And I was yours    In that way    We'll feel okay    Then come with me    And come and see, we'll go    Another town come    Dripping down    And I'll get you    A house so blue    You'll wish you were    With me some place    Way far away again    Into the mountains and valleys    Of the night    ???    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah    You won't go buying maple wood    ???    You tell me that you are free    Well let's see    What the season