Hangin' on my living room wall My first joint, and it went gold I want to lamp, I want to be in the shade Plus the spot light Gettin' my *** rubbed all night I wanna have
big bright sun and a pretty yellow moon And everybody's havin' pretty weather [ guitar+banjo ] I had my eyes on a girl with the golden curls but I ain't seen
(Loving her was easier than anything I'll ever do again) Oh I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountains in the skies Aching with the feeling
the real thing baby I'm takin it to the streets, but this version's much cleaner (I'm searching for mary jane, man have you seen her? ) Yeah, I found
s chase the shadow-child Here in my dreams love is warm love is golden causing me to believe I have touched I have seen Sunshine of the night
gold and I sought it,I scrabbled and mucked like a slave,was it famine or scurvy?I fought it;I hurled my youth into a grave.I wanted the gold and I got
I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountain in the sky Aching with the feeling of the freedom of an eagle when she flies Turning on the world
I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountain in the skies Aching with the feeling of the freedom of an eagle when she flies Turning on the world
Oh I'd be lost without you baby Now don't ever leave me 'Cause your sweet kiss Turns on my sunshine, oh yeah baby At night the stars, they wink at you I have seen
Lovin' her was easier Than anything I'll ever do again I have seen the morning burning golden On the mountain in the sky Achin' with the feeling of the
again If only I could heal your sorrow Shine on me again I'd help you to find a new tomorrow Shine on me again Well, I've seen the steel an' the concrete
I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountains in the skies Achin' with the feelin' of the freedom of an eagle when she flies Turnin' on the
standing water,& breeds reptiles of the mind. ' But I apose and sought for the mill,& there I found my angel, who, surprised asked me how I escaped? I
I have seen the morning burning Golden on the mountain in the skies Aching with the feeling Of the freedom of an eagle when she flies Turning on the
[ duet with Dyan Cannon] I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountain in the skies Aching with the feeling of the freedom of an eagle as she
I cant begin to describe how much that hurt I can begin to describe I aint going pretend I can't begin to describe that [Chorus] In this game I don