One, two, three, four

I wrote the words to this song drivin′ from Philly to AmherstI wrote the words to this song settin' still in, mm, Saskatoon

Words to this song come and go and fly away

Words to this song, how can I sing to say?

When every time I grow into a man

Chaos comin′ 'round the bend

I don't know much for true, but I do know the only word is love to see us through

And if I grow into a tree later, well, make mine be a beechwood with long limbs

′Cause times they be tremblin′, so let me do some of that then in the wind

To this song 'cause how can I sing to say?

′Cause every time

They told me change takes slow, well

Watch me wiggle it around then way down low

To pull on the lever and

Watch me make a believer out of them

I wrote the words to this song

But they came out all screwed up in the

Mess of the hullabaloo

Go

I don't know much for true, but I do know the only word is love to see us through

And if I grow into a tree later, well

And every time I grow into a man

Chaos comin′ 'round the bend

When every time I grow into a boy

Chaos comin′ 'round again

And every time I grow into a boy

Chaos is comin' ′round again

When every time I grow into a- (hmm)