The Garden (Part I)

Got a little bit of soul
Got a little bit of rock 'n' roll in my bones
Don't you bury me when I'm old
I may need 'em when I'm reborn
When I'm reborn
The garden that you planted is doin' well
I thought you'd like to know
The roses are growin' on the hound dog's bones
It reminds me of the time I told you long ago:
"Darlin' let's let our hair grow long
We can work on a farm, maybe live on a mountain
I got an old hound dog, likes to run
He needs a lot of room and he hates to be chained up."
Just like me, just like we are supposed to be
Just like me, just like we are supposed to be
Just like me, just like we are supposed to be
Just like me, just like we are supposed to be
The mountain's sinking, the river's rising
The sky is falling, I fear I'm dying
The forest is creeping in, I cannot stop it
I don't want to try now, I can't remember how
I used to dream about them valley highways
Before I was chained to this country by way
And you left me here, letting freedom tear us apart