The Garden Part Iii

Got a little bit of soul, got a little bit of rock 'n' roll in my bones, Don't you bury me when I'm old. I may need 'em when I'm reborn, I'm reborn. The garden that you planted is doin' well, I thought you'd like to know, The roses are growin' on the hound dog's bones it reminds me of the time I told you long ago: "Darlin' let's let our hair grow long. We can work on a farm, maybe live on a mountain. I got an old hound dog, likes to run, He needs a lot of room and he hates to be chained up." Just like me, just like we are supposed to be. Just like me, just like we are supposed to be. Just like me, just like we are supposed to be. Just like me, just like we are supposed to be. SOLO – ||: :|| x4 The mountain's sinking, the river's rising, the sky is falling, I fear I'm dying. The forest is creeping in, I cannot stop it, I don't want to try now, I can't remember how I used to dream about them valley highways Before I was chained to this country by way And you left me here, letting freedom tear us a-part. "Darlin' let's let our hair grow long. We can work on a farm, maybe live on a mountain. I got an old hound dog, likes to run, He needs a lot of room and he hates to be chained up." Just like me, just like we are supposed to be. Just like me, just like we are supposed to be. Just like me, just like we are supposed to be. Just like me, just like we are supposed to be. ||: :|| x4 Just like me, just like we are supposed to be. Just like me, just like we are supposed to be. Just like me, just like we are supposed to be. Just like me, just like we are supposed to be.