PAUL RODGERS







Over the green hills and into the sun

that's where I feel I ought to be goin'

blue sky above me and green earth below

don't even matter which way I go Yeah!

Ah ah ah ah

Ah ah ah ah



The trees hold their arms out to catch what life gives

but the people try to snatch all there is

they can have all I own. I don't need anything,

I'll just follow the river, and see what it brings.

Ah ah ah ah ah.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah