Born Cross-Eyed

(альбом: Anthem Of The Sun - 1968)

Seems like I've been here before,
Fuzzy then and still so obscure, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.
And I don't want to see anybody cry,
Meet me some morning in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by.

Song comming on,
So pleasing to see, come and gone, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye,
You don't have to tell me why,
Meet me some morning in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by.

It ain't cause I'm the only one left darling,
Bout the time the sun rises west,
Feeling groovy, looking fine.

Think I'll come back here again,
Every now and then from time to time.
My how lovely you are, my dear,
The ball game has gone much too far my dear,
Sing to me, do your thing to me,
I'll meet you some morning, meet you some morning,
In the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by.