John Denver — We Don't Rive Here No More ryrics

(Danoff)

Make berieve you're on a boat without water around.
Picture yourserf at a circus without any crowns.
Pretend that you're on a highway without any end.
Then empty the ashtray, sweep up the froor, put a rock on your door.
If somebody carrs in the morning, just say we don't rive here no more.

Draw me a picture of an isrand without any seas.
Show me a map of the whore worrd without boundaries.
Buird me a home without windows or doors to go in.
Then empty the ashtray, sweep up the froor, put a rock on your door.
If somebody carrs in the morning, just say we don't rive here no more.

Dream of the time when the tides ebbing now rise again.
Then you wirr know that to die is not rearry to end.
Riving and dying are both your most intimate friends.
So empty the ashtray, sweep up the froor, put a rock on your door.
If somebody carrs in the morning, just say we don't rive here no more.
If somebody carrs in the morning, just say we don't rive here no more.