Land O' Free Love & Goodbye

Oh the trees grow higher than the mountains In the land of free love and goodbye The river's ever flowing, fishing growing And the God I love loves me. In the sky rides a gleam of white horses And the glimmer clean in your eye The bird of dawn is bringing The simpleness of singing And the God I love loves me. Oh the trees grow higher than the mountains In the land of free love and goodbye The river's ever flowing, fishing growing And the God I love loves me. And the sun lies all around And everything is as it must be And winter lies underground And the God I love loves me.