Альбом John Denver

This song was first released on the rocky mountain holiday album. it is the only album it has been released on.

Hey old pal
How've you been doing
I'm really not foolin'
I'm so glad to see you
Hey old pal
My life's been kind of crazy
I'm ready to be lazy
Hangin' around with you

Well even in the very, very worst of times
There's one thing that I know
The way to guarantee
A little peace of mind
Is a walk in the woods
A friend by your side
And here we go

Hey old pal
It's great to be here with you
The thing I'd like to give you
Is a real good time
Hey old pal
I really can't believe it
But now that you can see it
It looks just fine


What a chance to play and sing
And have some fun
The day should never end
This will be a rocky mountain holiday
With you and me
And all we can see
And all of our friends

Hey old pal
We must be daydreamin'
At least the things we're seein'
Are a dream come true
Hey there gang
It's great to be together
It just keeps gettin' better
I can promise you

This is going to be
The very best of times
And we will make it so
No more hustle and bustle
And no more telephone lines
And now that we're here
Let's grab all our gear
And off we go

Words and music by john denver

When I was a little bitty boy, just up off a floor
We used to go down to grandma's house, ev'ry month end or so
We'd have chicken pies and country ham 'n' home made butter on the bread
But the best darn thing about Grandma's house was her great big feather bed

It was nine feet high and six feet wide, soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty 'leven geese, took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It'd hold eight kids 'n' four hound dogs and a piggy we stole from the shed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun on grandma's feather bed

After supper we'd sit around the fire, the old folks'd spit and chew
Pa would talk about the farm and the war, and granny'd sing a ballad or two
I'd sit and listen and watch the fire, till the cobwebs filled my head
Next thing I'd know I'd wake up in the morn in the middle of the old feather bed

It was nine feet high and six feet wide, soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty 'leven geese, took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It'd hold eight kids 'n' four hound dogs and a piggy we stole from the shed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun on grandma's feather bed

Well I love my ma, I love my pa, I love granny and grandpa too
I've been fishin' with my uncle, I rassled with my cousin, I even kissed Aunt Lou, eww!
But if I ever had to make a choice, I guess it ought to be said
That I'd trade 'em all plus the gal down the road for grandma's feather bed
I'd trade 'em all plus the gal down the road…
Well, maybe I'd better reconsider about the gal down the road

It was nine feet high and six feet wide, soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty 'leven geese, took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It'd hold eight kids 'n' four hound dogs and a piggy we stole from the shed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun on grandma's feather bed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun on grandma's feather bed

She'll be comin' 'round the mountain
When she comes, Yoohoo!
She'll be comin' 'round the mountainWhen she comes, Yoohoo!She'll be comin' 'round the mountain,She'll be comin' 'round the mountain,She'll be comin' 'round the mountainWhen she comes, Yoohoo!
She'll be scolding her hair stylist
When she comes, will you please!
She'll be scolding her hair stylistWhen she comes, will you please!She'll be scolding her hair stylistWith some language that's the vilistShe'll be scolding her hair stylistWhen she comes, will you please! Yoohoo!
She'll be followed by her fan club
When she comes, Yeah!, Miss Piggy!
She'll be followed by her fan clubWhen she comes, Yeah!, Miss Piggy!She'll be followed by her fan clubAnd the local Superman clubShe'll be followed by her fan clubWhen she comes
Yeah! Miss Piggy! Will you please! Yoo hoo!
She'll be towing her string section

When she comes, more violins!
She'll be towing her string sectionWhen she comes, more violins!She'll be towing her string sectionWhile they play her pet selectionShe'll be towing her string sectionWhen she comes
More violins! Yeah! Miss Piggy!
Will you please! Yoo hoo!
She'll be hounded by photographers
When she comes, say cheese!
She'll be hounded by photographersWhen she comes, say cheese!She'll be hounded by photographersSecretaries and stenographersShe'll be hounded by photographersWhen she comes, say cheese! More violins!
Yeah! Mis Piggy! Will you please! Yoo Hoo!
She'll be comin' 'round the mountain
When she comes, when she comes
She'll be comin' 'round the mountainWhen she comes, when she comesShe'll be comin' 'round the mountainShe'll be comin' 'round the mountainShe'll be comin' 'round the mountainWhen she comes

Do you remember days not so very long ago
When the world was run by people twice your size
And the days were full of laughter and the nights were full of stars
And when you grew tired you could close your eyes

Yes the stars were were there for wishing and the wind was there for kites
And the morning sun was there for rise and shine
And even in the sniffles kept you home from school in bed
You couldn't hardly stay there after nine

And I wonder if the smell of morning's faded
What happened to the robin's song that sparkled in the sky
Where's all the water gone that tumbled down the stream
Will I ever catch another butterfly

Do you remember campouts right in your own backyard
And wondering how airplanes could fly
And the hours spent just playing with a funny rock you found
With crystal specks as blue as all the sky

Yes, the days were each a treasure as they blended into years
The memories that come so sharp and plain
And while we were enjoying these moments, did we mourn
That today would never come this way again

And I wonder if the smell of morning's faded
What happened to the robin's song that sparkled in the sky
Where's all the water gone that tumbled down the stream
Will I ever catch another butterfly

Now I watch my son, he's playing with his toys
He's happy and I give him all I can
But I can't help feeling just a little tingling inside
When to hear him say, he wants to be a man

And I wonder if the smell of morning's faded
What happened to the robin's song that sparkled in the sky
Where's all the water gone that tumbled down the stream
Will I ever catch another butterfly
Will I ever catch another butterfly

Down by the old (not the new but the old)
Mill stream (not the river but the stream),
Where I first (not the last but the first)
Met you. (Not me but you.)
With your eyes (not your ears, but your eyes)
Of blue (not green, but blue).
Dressed in ging- (not silk but ging-) -ham too. (Not one but two.)

And it was there (not here, but there),


I knew (not old, but new)
That you loved (not hate, but loved)
Me too. (Not one but two.)

You were sixteen (not seventeen, but sixteen)
My village queen! (Not the king, but the queen).
Down by the old (not the new, but the old),
Mill stream (not the river, but the stream).

You know I love the trail I'm on and the friends who ride with me
The country that we're passing through is a paradise to see
A haven for my spirit, the homeland of my dreams
My heart flies through the wilderness and on an eagle's wings

And oh I love the waterfall and the way the river sings
From snow-capped peaks both proud and tall through forests deep and green
The highway of the mountains, the lifeblood of the land
I can hear my mother speak to me and hold my father's hand

Durango Mountain caballero, take me for a ride
On the backbone of this mighty land, the Continental Divide
To the place where earth and heaven meet the mountains and the sky
In the heart of Colorado, Rocky Mountain high

And oh I love the campfire and the circle that I'm in
The stories and the laughter, they should never ever end
Forever in my memory, forever in my song
On a San Juan mountain trail ride, I'll carry you along

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I've been lately thinkin' about my life's time
All the things I've done and how it's been
And I can't help believin' in my own mind
I know I'm gonna hate to see it end

I've seen a lot of sunshine, slept out in the rain
Spent a night or two all on my own
I've known my lady's pleasures, had myself some friends
Spent a time or two in my own home

And I have to say it now, it's been a good life all in all
It's really fine to have the chance to hang around
Lie there by the fire and watch the evening tire
While all my friends and my old lady sit and pass a pipe around

And talk of poems, and prayers and promises and things that we believe in
How sweet it is to love someone, how right it is to care
How long it's been since yesterday, what about tomorrow?
And what about our dreams and all the memories we share?

The days they pass so quickly now, nights are seldom long
Time around me whispers when it's cold
The changes somehow frighten me, still I have to smile
It turns me on to think of growing old

For though my life's been good to me, there's still so much to do
So many things my mind has never known
I'd like to raise a family, I'd like to sail away
And dance across the mountains on the moon

And I have to say it now, it's been a good life all in all
It's really fine to have the chance to hang around
Lie there by the fire and watch the evening tire
While all my friends and my old lady sit and pass a pipe around

And talk of poems, and prayers and promises and things that we believe in
How sweet it is to love someone, how right it is to care
How long it's been since yesterday, what about tomorrow?
And what about our dreams and all the memories we share?

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1 I got my gear in my pack

I got my pack on my back
Today's the day I'm going camping

Just got the go ahead sign

the weather's gonna be fine
Today's the day I'm going camping
I'm gonna pitch me a tent

Won't have to pay any rent
It looks like ev'rything is "A O.K."
As far as I can see
I think it's gonna be a perfect camping day

2 The trees and animals

and clear blue skies
A waterfall comes tumbling right before my eyes

Birds that fly

above a mountain stream
It's absolutely perfect better than a dream
Peace and quiet

where the Good Lord smiled
Fields and fields of flowers growing wild
This is
just where I belong I'm a mother Nature's child

3 It's time to hit the trail

To hit the hill and dale
Oh, I love hiking in the mountains

It's great to reach the snow

And see the world below
Oh, I love hiking in the mountains
Each time we stop to eat

We get to rest our feet
And we'll make it if we take slow
'Cause the best way to climb
Is one step at a time and hicking is the only way to go

I got my gear in my pack
The trees and animals


It's time to hit the trail

I got my pack on my back
and clear blue skies
To hit the hill and dale

Today's the day I'm going camping
A waterfall comes tumbling right before my eyes
Oh, I love hiking in the mountains

Just got the go ahead sign
Birds that fly
It's great to reach the snow

the weather's gonna be fine
above a moun-tain stream
And see the world below

Today's the day I'm goin' camping
It's absolutely perfect better than a dream
Oh, I love hiking in the mountains

I'm gonna pitch me a tent Won't
Peace and quiet
Each time we stop to eat

have to pay any rent
where the Good Lord smiled
We get to rest our feet

It looks like ev'rything is "A O. K."
Fields and fields of flowers growing wild
And we'll make it if we take it slow

As far as I can see
This is
'Cause the best way to climb

I think it's gonna be
just where I belong
Is one step at a time

a perfect camping day
I'm a mother Nature's child
and hiking is the only way to go

Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roamWhere the deer and the antelope playWhere seldom is heard a discouraging wordAnd the skies are not cloudy all day
Home, home on the rangeWhere the deer and the antelope playWhere seldom is heard a discouraging wordAnd the skies are not cloudy all day
The red man was pressed from this part of the westIt's not likely he'll ever returnTo the banks of Red River where seldom if everHis flickering campfires still burn

Home, home on the rangeWhere the deer and the antelope playWhere seldom is heard a discouraging wordAnd the skies are not cloudy all day
How often at night when the heavens are brightI see the light of those flickering starsHave I laid there amazed and asked as I gazedIf their glory exceeds that of love
Home, home on the rangeWhere the deer and the antelope playWhere seldom is heard a discouraging wordAnd the skies are not cloudy all day

I like your eyes.
I like your nose.
I like your mouth.
Your ears, your hands, your toes.

I like you face.
It's really you.
I like the things you say and do.


There's not a single soul
Who sees the skies
The way you see them.
Through your eyes.
And aren't you glad.
You should be glad.
There's no one, no one
Exactly like you.