Greenwood Creek - The Doobie Brothers

Smell the fragrance of the old pine tree

See the woman she's down on her knees

She own some land

And a good crop she seeks

Down along the banks of Greenwood Creek

I can hear that southbound rolling

Carrying all my hopes away

I'm strapped to my mule

At the old country school

When I'm gonna get out I can't say

Played guitar for ten long years

My only pay was the hound dogs' cheers

Someday I'm gonna get me some land

Far away in that promised land

I can hear that southbound rolling

Carrying all my hopes away

I'm strapped to my mule

At the old country school

When I'm gonna get out I can't say

Played guitar for ten long years

My only pay was the hound dogs' cheers

Someday I'm gonna get me some land

Far away in that promised land

I can hear that southbound rolling

Carrying all my hopes away

I'm strapped to my mule

At the old country school

When I'm gonna get out I can't say