Carolina Blue Sky Blues

(альбом: The Magic Tree - 2018)

In spite of the blues, blues, blues
And my neighbor's short fuse, fuse, fuse
And the sad ev'ning news, news, news
I know what I'm living for

I'm here to be me, me, me
As best I can be, be, be
The land of the free, free, free
Is somewhere just outside my door

Carolina blue sky blues
All I want's the chance to choose
What would be my own best choice
No one here can hear my voice
Carolina blue day sky
All I'm tryna say is I
Can't be what you wish I'd be
I can just be me

Mom says things aren't what they seem
I say she lives in a dream
Things are what they seem to be
That's the way it seems to me

It's written that Christ, Christ, Christ
Most always was nice, nice, nice
I'll take his advice, vice, vice
And try to live the Golden Rule

If ever you find, find, find
You think you're unkind, kind, kind
It's all in your mind, mind, mind
Heaven knows you're kind and cool

Carolina blue sky blues
All I want's the chance to choose
What would be my own best choice
No one here can hear my voice
Carolina blue day sky
All I'm tryna say is I
Can't be what you wish I'd be
I can just be me