PAUL RODGERS

Over the green hills and into the sun
that's where I feel I ought to be goin'
blue sky above me and green earth below
don't even matter which way I go Yeah!
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah

The trees hold their arms out to catch what life gives
but the people try to snatch all there is
they can have all I own I don't need anything,
I'll just follow the river, and see what it brings
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah