
Let’s go sailing
maybe whaling
on the ocean
water motion
There’s no highway
To get in our way
the breeze blows us there
we can float anywhere
let’s go sailing
With sunshine trailing
white mast flying high
as we quickly sail by
Country Colored Memories
Let’s go sailing
maybe whaling
on the ocean
water motion
There’s no highway
To get in our way
the breeze blows us there
we can float anywhere
let’s go sailing
With sunshine trailing
white mast flying high
as we quickly sail by
I went to work with my daddy one dayI thought I was just going to get to playbut it sure didn’t turn out that way He put a small hammer in my little handhanded me a junction box looked like...
On any given day We all ran outside to play Didn’t matter to mama how long we would stay Down to the spring A small sack lunch we would bring We had what we needed, We had everything Jumping off the...
There was a Box fan that stayed in our open windowAnytime it could be heard as the humming would flow Throughout the house, you could feel the breezeHumming a familiar tune but on no particular key The sound would emanate...
I will take butterflies and flowersOver mansions and high towers Open fields where wildflowers growA tiny little garden I can hoe The sounds of the songbirdsTree frogs croaking heard Blue skies that appear endlessThe Honeysuckle smell tickles my senses The...