Letra

I was up to my elbows You know the way it gets I was lookin' for exits and I had far too many friends So I packed up my suitcase I threw away my phone I told you I loved you, just I'd leave you alone Then I went walking through the rhododendron flowers Got me a fishin' pole And it's been ten years now But I'm comin' down the mountain again Get the word to all my good time friends The fishin' was fine but fishin' comes to an end I'm comin' down the mountain again I traded my trimmings For a white cotton robe I gave up my grudges and paid back all my loans You fools in your cities Think you got it made The yoke of this hard lickin' world will break you to pieces someday And you'll go walkin' through the rhododendron flowers Lookin' for white robes But the prophet won't be found I'm comin' down the mountain again Get the word to all my good time friends The fishin' was fine but fishin' comes to an end I'm comin' down the mountain again Let's go walkin' through the rhododendron flowers Isn't it lovely above the madding crowd? I'm comin' down the mountain again Get the word to all my good time friends The fishin' was fine but fishin' comes to an end I'm comin' down the mountain Comin' down the mountain again
Writer(s): Elizabeth Meade Rodenbough Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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