I danced on the earth where my spirit roamed free
where the inner light settles neath the billiobong tree
i gathered my thoughts then threw them away
where the gypsies were dancing on the first day of may
i took me a chance where the rivers run free
where the heathers were sweet and the rer were birds in the trees
i gathered there lilacs and weathered life's storms
where the nectar of honey settled so warm
the travelers were cosy in their wee little beds
next to the heathers and ferns for their heaads
the nights they were cold and the rains they took flight
where the trails were a bending and god put on his lights
the fare ways were broad and the forests were deep
though there was comforts in the rags neath our humble bare feet
the woodpecker chiseled a song for the night
where the slow worms lie sleeping and the sparrows took flight
i remember it all in the mornings first light
when the sun came a peeping with natures first light
the song thrush awoke me from my slumber and nod
where the river winds southwards in the hands of my god