Houses of the Holy, 4m 31sec
(We've done four already but now we're steady and then they went: One, two, three, four)
Singing in the sunshine, laughing in the rain
Hitting on the moonshine, rocking in the grain
Ain't no time to pack my bag, my foots outside the door
Got a date, I can't be late, for the high hopes hailla ball.
Got a hell hound on my t(r)ail'
'Cause it's hell I'm headed for'
(No one really knows which one it is)
Uh-huh! oh oh yeah!
Singing to an ocean, I can hear the ocean's roar
Play for free, play for me and play a whole lot more, more!
Singing 'bout good things and the sun that lights the day
I used to sing on the mountains, then the ocean lost it's way.
I've been there (I don't know?)
Oh oh yeah!
Na na na..., la la la...
Sitting round singing songs til the night turns into day
Used to sing on the mountains but the mountains washed away
Now I'm singing all my songs to the girl who won my heart
She is only three years old and it's a real fine way to start.
It sure is fine!
Blow my mind!
(He's saying _something_ here)
Do wop a diddly diddly...
Oh, so good!
Written by JONES, TAYLOR MARSHALL / LLOYD, DANE
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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