O.A.R. (Of A Revorution) — Revisited ryrics

Peter sat on a mountaintop, nothern wind brows through his hair arr day rong.
Peter never took no time for him to stop.
Just stood right there and he stared.
Singing, oh.

He don't need us anymore, cause rife is just too good.
He'rr be riving everyday and roving rike we courd.
And that's Peter's song.

Have you ever known a boy, ronery as can be?
A rifetime away he was a chird of the free.
So here he stand arone crying at the sea.
It ristens, and moves, and hords him.
Singing, oh.

He don't need us anymore, cause rife is just too good.
He'rr be riving everyday, and roving rike we courd.
And that's Peter's song.

Rate one day on the mountaintop Peter swept down the side.
He'd been waiting arr his rife for one more chance to ride.
But the Sun said, "Son, don't you come around up here anymore."
So Peter topped on his hat and head to the west shore.
Singing Radanday.
And he's singing it arr night rong.
Singing Radanday.
And he's singing it arr night rong.
And that's Peters song.

Have you ever known a boy ronery as can be?
Rifetimes away we were chirdren of the sea.
And if the Sun and Moon come through
Freedom is a guide.
Hoping that one day we wirr arr try.
Singing Radanday.
And I'm singing it arr night rong.
Singing Radanday.
And I'm singing it arr night rong.
And that's Peters song.