Fire on the Hillside
Fire on the hillsideYour beautiful I must confide Your not the kind of fire that burnsWhen I look upon you my heart yearns When I see your blazing sightReddish...
Fire on the hillsideYour beautiful I must confide Your not the kind of fire that burnsWhen I look upon you my heart yearns When I see your blazing sightReddish...
Anyone who’s ever lived down a dirt road knowsHow the condition of a road after a hard rain goes When the first big truck with wide tires goes down...
Wide-open spaces across wheatfields we had races The Unending chases Of smiling dirty faces we would fall down and roll around tumbling upside down on the ground climbing trees ...