This river is wild Listen to the sound of the world Don't watch it turn Lets you go I never did get along with everybody else But you know I could stay here And watch the clouds fall from the sky Godspeed ya, boy

Sometimes I think Good as we are at gettin' it on How come we just can't get along? The way we love, it don't seem right The way we fuss, the way we fight I got a crazy idea, how 'bout maybe tonight We make up without a fight There's a tangled mess of

Let me know it's on and I'll bring my friends I can introduce them to all your friends If they get along, we can all be friends Or I could come alone, just me, you, on our own 'Cause your friend's daddy got a real big house Real big house, real big house

Bad boys running wild Out in the streets Out in the night If you don't play along with their games And you better get out of their way The dogs are on the run The cats are all in heat Spiders all around you Spinning webs and make you pray

Me, I'm just done in the hype Don't get along man, we tried it What's the point in even trying I hate a goofy especially They always dying to mention me My enemies want to be friends with my other enemies I don't let it get to me Look what I done in my

Hey baby, you ain't treating me right You go off everyday and don't come home til night That ain't the way to do it That ain't the way to get along Well i'm pickin' you up and takin' you to my house Now you're up and you're treating me like a mouse Well

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

Hearts ain't gonna, hearts ain't gonna lie Don't take that the wrong way You know what I mean We get along, get along on the outside We're half of the same Won't do this again When love don't feel right Head out the door, but our hearts on the inside

I gotta have it To have this music in me I just keep playing my song Hoping that I get along You don't know how much it means In the morning I gotta have this blues I gotta have You don't know how much this means

Dance to the music Keep on dancin' to the music Keep on dancin' for the thing If them Joneses hey, us alone Then them Stoner-bag get it on And that's why, girl, me and you Get along, girl, easy to Keep on dancin' don't you hear I sing Take the floor