| Gonna find a perfect mountain
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| Gonna stay until I die
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| Drink of Mother Nature’s fountain
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| Let my worries roll on by
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| Well, the good times go easy
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| And the bad times go slow
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| Even in the in-between times
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| I can’t let my worries go
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| Always wanting to go somewhere
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| But I’d never fail to find
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| I grow tired of what I find there
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| Long for things I left behind
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| Gonna find a perfect mountain
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| Gonna stay until I die
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| Drink of Mother Nature’s fountain
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| Let my worries roll on by
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| Well, I can think of nothing better
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| Than a sweetheart for a friend
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| Before I find the two together
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| I’m afraid my days shall end
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| Always wanting to go somewhere
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| But I’d never fail to find
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| I grow tired of what I find there
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| Long for things I left behind
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| Gonna find a perfect mountain
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| Gonna stay until I die
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| Drink of Mother Nature’s fountain
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| Let my worries roll on by
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| Let my worries roll on by |