With apologies to Rodgers and Hammerstein
There's a bright golden haze on the meadow
There's a bright golden haze on the meadow
A gust full of dust makes my hairdo go bust
And I feel like I'm blowing clear up to the sky
Oh what a beautiful morning
Oh what a beautiful day
The wind here's beyond merely breezy
Feels like we're blowing away
It's so shocking
How we're rocking
Hold the wheel and say a prayer
For this tussle
You need muscle
And a ros'ry to help get you there
Oh what a beautiful morning
Oh what beautiful day
It's fun when the bus takes you sideways
Oh Lord we're blowing away.
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excellent!!
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