Take me away from the city stench
Away from the plastic wrapped food
Let me build my house on a high place
With sea and mountain views
My music the sound of bird song
My food what nature provides
A place where I can sit in contentment
With my trusty old dog at my side
My clock the rising and setting sun
In this my tranquil place
Where there is no hurry or turmoil
And I can live life at natures pace
Here where I can till the soil the old way
With simple *** and *****
And grow my food the right way
All done at natures pace
Take the odd rabbit or deer from the high woods
Live life gentle live it slow
I don't want to die in some high rise block
With the city stink in my nose
My last sight should be the moonlight
Fresh air perfumed by a rose