whistlin' Trees

Days been adding up

I don't make enough

Guess I'll hit the road

Again

One, two, three, four

I've been a winner

But it wasn't my style

I've been a lover

Ain't loved in a while

I've been living in the city too long

Time to get up

Time to get gone

I got a heart

That beats like a liar

Burns like a weed

And grows like a fire

I love the heat

Till it gets too strong

Time to get up

Time to get gone

And all I need

Is the whistling trees

Bury me under

And give me peace

And we'll be

Rolling down the olden mountains

Springtime, summertime

Heart's a fountain

Rhythms pound

And the days keep counting

Let me run

Till you bury me

I've been a fool

And I've been a sow

These pearls are mine

I reap what I sow

I hear the drums

Of the war band song

Time to get up

Time to get gone

I've seen the devil

He wears a grin

I saw God

And he's sad again

Said I've been letting it all go wrong

Time to get up

Time to get gone

And all I need

Is the whistling trees

Bury me under and give me peace

And we'll be

Rolling down the olden mountains

Springtime, summertime

Heart's a fountain

Rhythms pound

And the days keep counting

Let me run till you bury me

Rolling down the olden mountains

Springtime, summertime

Heart's a fountain

Rhythms pound

And the days keep counting

Let me run till you bury me

Let me run till you