From the recording A Simple Life on Land

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Lyrics

Every tree is marked on the path
So don’t you worry babe
Every step you take will bring
You back home to me

And in the morning I’m getting up
To search out on the shore
Paddle out in my old canoe
I’m coming back for more

Sitting on this old wooden chair
With all the trees around
I can’t hear a thing from you
Not a single sound

And in the morning I’m getting up
To search out on the shore
Paddle out in my old canoe
I’m coming back for more

So much brighter than the last
The stars are shining down
If tonight is much too cold
Then I’ll be out of town

The smell of pinewood is all around
From a Trout Lake breeze
Water dripping from the leaves
On my new blue jeans

And in the morning I’m getting up
To search out on the shore
Paddle out in my old canoe
I’m coming back for more