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James Lyrics

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Huffamoose : James Lyrics

Songwriters: Elkins, Craig;

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We're headed for the Great Smoky Mountains
To see the wild flowers bloom in spring
'Cause we've decided that
There's no better place to be for two young people
Who just wanna do their thing in the spring
I know we're gonna be happy

'Cause James is a freedom fighter and he lives for the moment
His parents are hippies and he sees everything through a rainbow
He's never unhappy 'cause he never wears a watch
He lives on his mountain bike and he sees beauty in everyone

James says, "He's gonna change the world"
James says that I am his flower girl
And James and I we're gonna make a difference
Just wait and see we're gonna set the world free

It's two years later now and we're both out of college
And we've decided to love one another for eternity
And I've got a good job but James says
"No one understands him, he's an artist"
He needs time to find out what that means

James says, "He's gonna change the world"
James says that I am his flower girl
James and I we're gonna make a difference
Just wait and see we're gonna set the world free
We're gonna set the world free
We're gonna set the world free

He answers to a higher calling
The moon and the sun and the stars are falling through his time
And his space and I'm lucky to be part of it all
He is bigger than life he sees things he knows things
He is not like you and me

James finally found a steady job and now we're gonna settle down
He still loves his music but he knows where his priorities lie
He stepped on his dreams so many times
And wore out the path he needed to take to find the life
He thought would just happen to him like the changing of a season

Like the changing of a season
Like the changing of a season
Like the changing of a season
Like the changing of a season
Like the changing of a season