Before paper bills and money
We'd share all those beans,
Wild flowers too and honey
Not anymore but in lucid dreams
I'd strike a chord
One maybe two
But if you climb aboard
Many more, I'll show you too
With no baggage wish I were walkin'
Roads traveled and those not, havin' some fun
Sigh those bills!! no I ain't complainin'
Here on the eleventh floor, I'm just cleanin' my gun
Downed my whiskey, while the peeler swayed
I kissed goodbye to a beautiful flight
Lay rocking by the moonshade
"Make that a double" I said, "its a cold one tonight"
Before paper bills and money
Cosmic harmony was the terrestrial theme
By the Clyde over tomorrow's journey
I'll Breathe My Swinish Dream!!