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White Mountain Goodbye

White Mountain Goodbye
( Bill Staines)

My eyes danced the White Mountain sunset
And gazed on a lake skimmed with gold.
I've sung all the songs that I could
        sing to the stars;
Now I must sing to the open road.

   And it's goodbye, you bloodthirsty
   I wish that the fish had your bite.
   Goodbye to my friends, the White
   And oh, I wish I could stay one more

This hoopla city life, it holds no secrets;
The puce neon ceiling, it hides the stars;
But I'll see all of you that I can see in
        my dreams
Until one day turns me north. (repeat 1st)

Copyright Bill Staines

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