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LUCAS VALLEY ROAD I've got ot tell the world what I'm thinking My mind isn't blurred, I ahven't been drinking There's not a drop to in this long lost valley Green oaks, the water soaks the dead wood Brains can't float without a boat so I'm sinking And, if I should chance to find my way out of this valley- I know I will find the city overe the hills and valleys Across the golden gate and you're there Freeway home, like living alone but there's more there Out of reach the fuzz of a peach with a preacher Plenty of food for conscience, but there's none for my mind Up in the sky the conors fly while I'm crawling Tried to climb, get over the line, but keep falling And if I should take a chance to find my way out of this valley I know I will find the city overe the hills and valleys Across the golden gate and you're there The mothers sing, the fool's king and they're all blind Unstreached minds, one of a kinds and I'm crying Too bad I had to spend a day in LUCAS VALLEY ROAD |
