Greenwood Creek
Composer(s): Tom Johnston
Performer(s): The Doobie Brothers
Smell the fragrance of the old pine tree
See the woman
She's down on her knees
She own some land, and a good crop she seeks
down along the banks of Greenwood Creek
I can hear that south-bound rollin'
carryin' all my hopes away
I'm strapped to my mule at the old country school
When I'm gonna get out, I can't say
Played guitar for ten long years
My only pay was the hound dog's cheers
Someday I'm gonna get me some land
far away in that promised land
I can hear that south-bound rollin'
carryin' all my hopes away
I'm strapped to my mule at the old country school
When I'm gonna get out, I can't say
Played guitar for ten long years
My only pay was the hound dog's cheers
Someday I'm gonna get me some land
far away in that promised land
I can hear that south-bound rollin'
carryin' all my hopes away
I'm strapped to my mule at the old country school
When I'm gonna get out, I can't say
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