William Elliott Whitmore - Can't Go Back lyrics

Everything's quiet, the trees are still I can't go back to town, don't know if I will Give my regards to the court house judge Tell 'em to go straight to hell, and don't hold no grudge I hate these walls that lock us in I want to wander the hills and fields again Sleep all night under the moonlit sky Spend some time alone just you and I Now that it's June, here's what we'll do We'll howl at the moon and patch the old canoe Put it down in the water, let it take us where it may Head downstream and (just) float away I don't have a dollar, I don't have a dime Just say you'll be with me for all time If you could love me just as I am This brash and bullheaded man Out the kitchen window, I'm so pleased to see