Campfire

A more folk-ish kinda song :)

The campfire's out

The alcohol is almost empty now

There's people laying 'round

Some friends which cannot be found

But the birds whistle and fly around in circles

As the sun rises from the east coast

There's no t.v in the land of the hippies

Where booze is the trend and nature is the host

These are the good days

Ooh hoo ou o

These are the good days

Ooh hoo ou o

These are the good days

Ooh hoo ou o

These are the good days

Ooh hoo ou o

Living on the road

Living on the road

Ooh hoo ou o

Ooh hoo ou o

Ooh hoo ou o

Ooh hoo ou o

The sun is shining bright

And those black and white 

Days are gone

The wind took our kites

And our shoulder sit fights

Oh it is on

These are the good days

Ooh hoo ou o

These are the good days

Ooh hoo ou o

These are the good days

Ooh hoo ou o

These are the good days

Ooh hoo ou o

Living on the road

Living on the road

Ooh hoo ou o

Ooh hoo ou o

Ooh hoo ou o

Ooh hoo ou o

Reviews

[Kim's Poems]

oh wow I loved this, this is wonderful,
your melosy is right on key.