They won't give peace a chance, that's just a dream some of us had
I hang my laundry on the line when I write.
Sunlight will renew your pride.
I could drink a case of you, darlin'...and I would still be on my feet, yes I would still be on my feet.
Everyone I know has attention deficit, and they say it with great pride. It's a bad time to be right.
I assume there must be some kind of genetic thrust. My two grandmothers were very different, but both of them were frustrated musicians.