Sundown, Yellow Moon, I Replay The Past

In The Valley Of The Giants Where The Stars And Stripes Explode, The Peaches They Were Sweet And The Milk And Honey Flowed.

So Happy Just To Be Alive, Underneath The Sky Of Blue, On This New Morning, New Morning, On This New Morning With You.

I Was Down In The Sewer With Some Little Lover.

You Don't Write A Song To Sit There On A Page. You Write It To Sing It.

I Met A Young Man Who Was Wounded In Love, I Met Another Man Who Was Wounded In Hatred.