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the giving tree band - the stream lyrics

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i wanna go where the yellow corn grows
wanna stand in the shade of an old oak tree
i wanna go where the whistle blows
and ride that train until i’m free

i wanna go where the green grass grows
picking cattails down by the stream
i wanna go where the river flows
and sail away right out to sea

i wanna go where the cool breeze blows
wanna squish that sand beneath my toes
i wanna go where the pale moon glows
and lights the night so i can see

life is a long, long dream
a dream is just a short life

my spirit hides on a mountain side
near a one room cabin i call my own
when i climb to the top i shake hands with the sun
and we smile down at the earth below

look front to see my life before me
look back to see what it used to be
a head full of plans and a dream in the hand
and the sound of a stream to comfort me

in the nighttime the sky is a silver screen
all the stars come out and dance for me
the full moon glows and the cool breeze blows me
a song from a band of coyotes

- the giving tree band

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