THERE ARE NO WORDS FOR YOSEMITE, SO I EXPRESS IN THIS MELODY A FEELING THAT DOES NOT COMPARE TO THAT OF ONE WHEN YOU'RE STANDING THERE BE THERE, BREATHE THE AIR OF LIFE. "ODE TO YOSEMITE" HE SAID, "ODE TO YOSEMITE WRITE ME AN ODE TO YOSEMITE FEEL FREE. ODE TO YOSEMITE, YOSEMITE." THERE ARE NO WORDS, TALES CANNOT TELL PICTURES DON'T SHOW THE BEAUTY OF HEAVEN ON EARTH. SAW A FRIEND THE OTHER DAY, HE SAID, "I HAD A DREAM HOW CAN I SAY? IT WAS ALL BEAUTY LIKE HEAVENLY I THOUGHT I DIED AND I WASN'T SORRY." SO WE TOOK A DRIVE ON 41, GOT LOST HAD GAS KEPT THE MOTOR GUNNED. ENDED UP IN MY FRIEND'S DREAM WE THOUGHT WE DIED AND WE WEREN'T SORRY. ODE TO YOSEMITE, ODE TO YOSEMITE, ODE TO YOSEMITE, YOSEMITE. BACK TO LIFE AS IT SHOULD BE, WE TOOK A HIKE IN YOSEMITE. WE HEADED FOR THE HIGH COUNTRY WE WERE ON OUR OWN AND WE WEREN'T SORRY. HOURS, DAYS, YEARS IT COULD BE WOULD WE LIVE ON THROUGH ETERNITY? TIME RAN OUT SO WE HAD TO LEAVE, WE WERE STILL ALIVE AND WE WERE SORRY. THERE ARE NO WORDS, TALES CANNOT TELL, PICTURES DON'T SHOW THE BEAUTY OF HEAVEN ON EARTH. YES, THERE ARE NO WORDS FOR YOSEMITE SO I EXPRESS IN THIS MELODY A FEELING THAT DOES NOT COMPARE TO THAT OF ONE WHEN YOU'RE STANDING THERE. BE THERE - BREATHE THE AIR OF LIFE. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO HEAVEN? I CAN TAKE YOU THERE. TAKE 41, 120 OR WHATEVER YOU CAN TELL WHEN THE PEOPLE STARE AT ALL THE MARVELS ALONG THE WAY, MAKES YOU WISH TO DIE TO STAY - A LITTLE WHILE AT LEAST'D BE GRAND PROUD TO BE IN GOD'S GREAT LAND. OH YEAH, OH YEAH, ODE TO YOSEMITE. OH YEAH, OH YEAH, ODE TO YOSEMITE, ODE TO YOSEMITE, YOSEMITE, ODE TO YOSEMITE, YOSEMITE, YOSEMITE.
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