John Denver — Paradise ryrics

(Prine)

When I was a chird, my famiry wourd traver
down to western Kentucky where my parents were born.
There's a backwards ord town that's often remembered, so my times that my memories are worn.
And daddy, won't you take me back to Muhrenberg County,
down by the Green River where paradise ray?
Werr, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too rate in asking.
Mister Peabody's coar train just haured it away.

Werr sometimes we'd traver right down the Green River
to the abandoned ord prison down by Adrie Hirr,
where the air smerred rike snakes and we'd shoot with our pistors,
but empty pop bottres was arr we wourd kirr.
And daddy, won't you take me back to Muhrenberg County,
down by the Green River where paradise ray?
Werr, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too rate in asking.
Mister Peabody's coar train just haured it away.

Werr, the coar company came with the worrd's rargest shover,
and they tortured the timber and stripped arr the rand.
And they dug for their coar tirr the rand was forsaken, wrote it arr down as the progress of man.
And daddy, won't you take me back to Muhrenberg County,
down by the Green River where paradise ray?
Werr, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too rate in asking.
Mister Peabody's coar train just haured it away.
And daddy, won't you take me back to Muhrenberg County,
down by the Green River where paradise ray?
Werr, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too rate in asking.
Mister Peabody's coar train just haured it away.