Hanging down from my window
Those are my wind chimes
On the warm breeze the little bells
Tinkle like wind chimes
Though it's hard I try not to look at my wind chimes
Now and then a tear rolls off my cheek
Close your eyes and lean back now listen to wind chimes
In the late afternoon you're hung up on wind chimes
Though it's hard I try not to look at my wind chimes

I'm gonna be round my vegetables
I'm gonna chow down my vegetables
I love you most of all
My favorite vege-table
If you brought a big brown bag of them home
I'd jump up and down and hope you'd toss me a carrot

I'm gonna keep well my vegetables
Cart off and sell my vegetables
I love you most of all
My favorite vege-table
Oh oh taba vega vegel

A diamond necklace played the pawn
Hand in hand some drummed along, oh
To a handsome man and baton
A blind class aristocracy
Back through the opera glass you see
The pit and the pendulum drawn
Columnated ruins domino
Canvass the town and brush the backdrop
Are you sleeping?

Hung velvet overtaken me
Dim chandelier awaken me
To a song dissolved in the dawn
The music hall a costly bow

Maybe not one
Maybe you too
Wondering

Wondering who
Wonderful you
Wondering
Child, the child, the child, father of the sun

Where is the father (father of the sun)
Father of the child, where is the father, child, the child
Where is the wonderful me (father of the child)
Wonderful you

Though I know what you're wondering
If you are wonderful you

Waving from the ocean liner
The native Indians behind that

Rock, rock and roll
Plymouth rock, roll over
Rock, rock and roll
Plymouth rock, roll over
Ribbon of concrete, just see what you done done
To the church of the american indian ...

Once upon the Sandwich Isles
The social structure steamed upon Hawaii

Rock, rock and roll
Plymouth rock, roll over
Rock, rock and roll

A pirate with a tune on a holiday
A lazy Mr. Moon on a getaway
And isn't that a mood for a milky way
A ukelele lady around a lei
Rock, rock, roll
Rock, rock, roll Plymouth Rock, roll over
For a holiday

Abash and forth a starboard course
With north abeam, sherry of course
The men will share some sport and now me hearty
Not the rum of Carib' scum
It's port tonight - drink up and come

You were my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You made me happy when skies were blue.
You'll never know, dear, how much I loved you.
How could you take my sunshine away

Water, water, water, water
Is it hot as hell in here or is it me?
It really is a mystery
If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take my misery
I could really use a drop to drink
Somewhere in a placid pool and sink
Feel like I was really in the pink
A lucid dream, but I don't sleep
I'm slumbering
There's still a promise we must keep
I'm wondering

Wa wa ho wa, Hawaii

Freshened air around my head, Mornings tumble out of bed, Eggs and grits and
lickety-split, Look at me jump!
I'm in the great shape of the open country...

(Child child) child father of the man (father of the man, father of the man)
(Child child) child father of the man (father of the man, father of the man)
(Child child) child father of the man (father of the man, father of the man)
(Child child) child father of the man (father of the man)

(Child child) child father of the man (father of the man, father of the man)

Light the lamp and fire mellow,
Cabin essence timely hello,
Welcomes the time for a change.

Lost and found, you still remain there.
You'll find a meadow filled with grain there.
I'll give you a home on the range.
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?

Out in the barnyard, the chickens do their number,
Out in the barnyard, the cook is chopping lumber
Jump in the pigpen, next time I'll take my shoes off
Hit the dirt doing two-and-a-half, next time I'll leave my hat on...

She belongs there left with her liberty
Never known as a non-believer
She laughs and stays in the won-won-won-wonderful
She knew how to gather the forest when
God reached softly and moved her body
One golden locket
Quite young and loving her mother and father

Farther down the path was a mystery
Through the recess the chalk and numbers
A boy bumped into the won-won-won-wonderful

I, I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
She's giving me excitations
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
(Oom bop bop good vibrations)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop excitations)
Good good good good vibrations

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