walking down to Rusty's house today
the birds are sweetly singing
and the flowers bend my way
the river makes a song
as she flows along her way.
Rusty's house is never sad or blue
the doors are always open
and the wind blows through
singing as we go
whistling so he'll know we're here.
sat down on his back porch had a smoke
laughing talking smiling
telling jokes
if we could only be
as happy stoned and free as thee
the birds are sweetly singing
and the flowers bend my way
the river makes a song
as she flows along her way.
Rusty's house is never sad or blue
the doors are always open
and the wind blows through
singing as we go
whistling so he'll know we're here.
sat down on his back porch had a smoke
laughing talking smiling
telling jokes
if we could only be
as happy stoned and free as thee