Sing oh poet rhapsodies of a long lost age. When exploring wanderer, sailor, and sage. Found a new path to the west setting sun. A path long forgotten remembered by none.
Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you.. Away you rolling river. Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you. Away I'm bound away. Across the wide Missouri.. . Tis seven long years since last I've seen you.
My great grandma's grandma was a full blood Cherokee.. She didn't like the white man. Except the one she married. She sat there in a rocker with a pistol in her apron.
Get up! Get up! Get up!. Get up! Get up! Get up!. Ni ni ni ni ni ni, ni ni nite Get up!. Ni ni ni ni ni ni, ni ni nite Get up!. . I'm sick and tired of being left at home.
Lay your head, down to bed. Let your slumber sweep your cares away. In your dreams, chase moonbeams. All the way across the milky way. . And as you rest in the nest.
Thank you for teaching me how to love. Showing me what the world means. What I've been dreamin' of. And now I know, there is nothing that I could not do.
I'm on my way. Out the door. Don't know where I'm going. but I know for sure. I got the bug. You know the one. Find my slice of heaven. my place in the sun..