Interpret:

John Denver

Album:

Seasons Of The Heart

Life is just too short for some folks 
 For other folks it just drags on 
 Some folks like the taste of smokey whiskey 
 Others figure tea's too strong 
 I'm the kind of guy who likes to stand in the middle 
 I don't like all this bouncing back and forth 
 Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie 
 and my head in the cool blue north 
 In a small suburban cottage not a single neighbor knows our name 
 I know that the woman wishes we could move 
 where the houses aren't all the same 
 "Say, Johnny, I would like to go where the grass is greener 
 I couldn't really say where it might be 
 But some place high on a mountaintop down by the deep blue sea." 


 There we'll do just as we please, 'cause it ain't nothing but a breeze. 


 Someday I'll be old grey grandpa 
 All the pretty girls will call me "Sir" 
 Now when they're asking me how things are 
 Soon they'll ask me how things were 
 I don't mind being an old grey grandpa 
 as long as you'll be my grey grandma 
 And I think we should move with our tea and cookies 
 to the shade of the old Paw Paw 


 There we'll do just as we please, 'cause it ain't nothing but a cool breeze 


 Life is just too short for some folks 
 For other folks it just drags on 
 Some folks like the taste of smokey whiskey 
 Others figure tea's too strong 
 I'm the kind of guy who likes to stand in the middle 
 I don't like all this bouncing back and forth 
 Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie 
 and my head in the cool blue north 
 I said: Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie 
 and my head in the cool blue north