don't want to go to no parties
full of fair-weather friends
don't want to be in no "in"
crowd
chasing after every trend
just want to stand on some
hillside
in Wales with you
and fly -- don't have to tell
you why.
don't want to live in no mansion
ornate as a crown prince's
church
don't want to live on no sidewalk
under neath no pigeon's perch
just want to stand at the
rainbow's
REAL end with you
and i don't have to tell you
why.
(Toronto -- 1/12/73)
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