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How great it is to be camping...
The smell of the fire
the look on your face
the trees swaying lonely
hangin''round this place.

Could stay here forever
even in the rain
sleep on this dirt floor
while you whisper my name.


We could run out of food
But I just wouldn't care
Daily dives in the river
Dreads knotting my hair


Thinkin' I'm still pretty
With this dirt on my face
Could stay here forever,
yeah, just in this place


Climbin' up the mudhill
you reach for my hand
your patience for me
I will never understand.

And climbin' to the top
the only worry in mind
reachin' for the sun
as I follow behind

We could run out of food
But I just wouldn't care
Daily dives in the river
Dreads knotting my hair


Thinkin' I'm still pretty
With this dirt on my face
Could stay here forever,
yeah, just in this place


We have nothin' left
except for our smiles
layin'across your chest
nature flowin' for miles.

Look at me with pride
look at me real sweet
in our piece of heaven
with a front row seat.




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