me The radio reminds me of my home far away And driving down the road I get a feeling that I should have been home Yesterday Yesterday Country Roads,
standing still in time Chasing the fantasies That filled our minds You knew I loved you But my spirit was free Laughin' at the questions That you once asked of me
they fall, one and all The harder they come, the harder they fall, one and all Well the opus' are trying to keep me down Trying to drag me underground And
we're traveling light today In the eye of the storm In the eye of the storm Home To a new and a shiny place Make our bed and we'll say our grace Freedom
: [From Hair: The American Tribal Love-Rock Musical] Sodomy Fellatio Cunnilingus Pederasty Father, Why do these words sound so nasty? Masturbation
, we're traveling light today In the eye of the storm In the eye of the storm Home To a new and a shiny place Make our bed and we'll say our grace Freedom
[From Hair: The American Tribal Love-Rock Musical] Sodomy Fellatio Cunnilingus Pederasty Father, Why do these words sound so nasty? Masturbation Can
harder they fall, one and all The harder they come, the harder they fall, one and all Well the opus' are trying to keep me down Trying to drag me underground And
calls me The radio reminds me of my home far away And driving down the road I get a feeling that I should have been home Yesterday Yesterday Country Roads