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Thumb up in the sun
04:26
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Thumb up in the sun
Thumb up in the sun
Thumb up in the sun
Four bees rolling by
And not a smile from anyone
Nobody is slowing
My beard is growing
Suburbites in the distance do their mowing
I’m close to giving up
I’m close to giving in
This damned hitch hiking
Ain’t no easy thing
Lord I’m waiting for a ride
Just waiting for a smile
In the hierarchy of life
I am the bottom of the pile
Nobody is stopping
There’ll all off shopping
Every set of eyes is a mocking
I’m close to giving up
I’m close to going in
I need a coffee and a feed
To keep me singing
All I need is one good hippy
With a heart of gold
There ain’t not one left here
So I am told
It’s all flash SUV’s
And that ain’t no use to me
I’ve just about lost my patience
When a station wagon slows
And the driver says
I am a pastor of the Lutheran church
I see the thoughtless souls
Pass you by with their condescending mirth
You are a child of god
And if you so believe
I shall be your shepherd
And drive you as far as the eastern seas
I wanted a hippy
Well you got a pastor
Or even a yippy
The lord is our master
I got a priest
Well who drives faster?
At least he’s headed east
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2. |
Dreams go bad
02:50
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Dreams go bad
Is this the path you’ve chosen me?
Was there a turning that I did not see?
Because I can’t believe this is the life I’m living
Is this all that’s in store for me?
I’ve a little money and I know I’m free
But I’m god damned tired of sitting up here alone
Dreams can sometimes fall by the wayside
No matter how much care you took to ride
And it’s best not to invest in them
Lest you’re prepared to invest again
For sometimes dreams can go bad
Is this all that there going to be?
I’ve seen as much beauty as a man can see
Without a woman to share that beauty with
Is this the time for moving on?
Damned tired of being the man who’s been and gone
To more countries than he’s had human relations
Those endless destinations
Dreams can sometimes fall by the wayside
No matter how much care you took to ride
And it’s best not to invest in them
Lest you’re prepared to invest again
For sometimes dreams can go bad
I’m tired of living this hippy dream
There’s no women in this hippy scene
And ain’t that the reason it all began?
So thanks for all the starry nights
And thanks for all those endless sights
But my hippy ideal is one of free loving
And that ain’t coming
No it ain’t!
Dreams can sometimes fall by the wayside
No matter how much care you took to ride
And it’s best not to invest in them
Lest you’re prepared to invest again
For sometimes dreams can go bad
So I’ll pack my smile for another scene
One not so pure and not so green
Cos’ I got everything I wanted and it wasn’t
Dreams can sometimes fall by the wayside
No matter how much care you took to ride
And it’s best not to invest in them
Lest you’re prepared to invest again
For sometimes dreams can go bad
Oh yes they can
Oh yes they can
Down to the man
Down to the man
It don’t matter who you are
We ain’t all born to go far
And sometimes dreams can go bad
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3. |
Gone Walking
03:04
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Swindlestock Oxford, UK
Swindlestock celebrates the life of the itinerant soul. Country, Blues and Folk tales from the byways of the world, seen from two wheels at speed or more slowly by feet, here are songs of place and the people we meet...
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