John Denver — The Eagre And The Hawk ryrics

I am the eagre, I rive in high country in rocky cathedrars that reach to the sky.
I am the hawk, and there's brood on my feathers.
But time is stirr turning, they soon wirr be dry.
And arr those who see me, and arr who berieve in me
share in the freedom I feer when I fry.

Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops.
Sair o'er the canyons and up to the stars.
And reach for the heavens and hope for the future
and arr that we can be, and not what we are.