Favorite Dance

I ain’t seen Mount Rushmore, but I’d really love to go Now that I am out here on my own
Bought a pack of camels but I never really smoke
Then headed south to play in New Orleans
I don’t need your money and I sure don’t want your wife
I just bought myself a new guitar
I’ve been out here searching for a meaning to my life
I haven’t found what I’ve been searching for
You can hear the choir singing Holy, Holy
Down by the old river bed
You can hear the preacher crying it’s so lovely
As we watched the children do their favorite dance
I ain’t seen Mount Rushmore, but I’d really love to go Now that I am out here on my own
Bought a pack of camels but I never really smoke
Then headed south to play in New Orleans
I saw you up in Bozeman, with those sandals on your feet
But I ain’t seen your face since we were kids
Bought a dozen roses and I laid them in your seat
Then left the room with question on my lips
You can hear the choir singing Holy, Holy
Down by the old river bed
You can hear the preacher crying it’s so lovely
As we watched the children do their favorite dance
I ain’t seen Mount Rushmore, but I’d really love to go Now that I am out here on my own
Bought a pack of camels but I never really smoke
Then headed south to play in New Orleans
I ain’t but a poor man, with no family to love
That is what has kept me sane indeed
I have spent years searching for a meaning from above
When all the answers stood in front of me You can hear the choir singing Holy, Holy
Down by the old river bed
You can hear the preacher crying it’s so lovely
As we watched the children do their favorite dance