Blue Cheer - Feathers from Your Tree Lyrics
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Feathers from Your Tree
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What Are The Lyrics For Feathers from Your Tree By Blue Cheer?
(Dickie Peterson, Leigh Stephens, and Peter Wagner)
Walking here from beyonder Just to see (Just to see the right road) Just to see You know I don't wanna leave here You know I don't wanna go (No I don't wanna go). You get that little something (boh-boh) Something to hold on to (boh-boh) The pain that I can't take (boh-boh) I say just what I'll do (boh-boh) Someone give me back (boh-boh) Just some way to do. You know I'm gonna thank you (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) For being just that way (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) You know I'm gonna love you (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Every minute of every day (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) You know I just couldn't stand it (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Couldn't stand it any other way (ba-da-ba-da-da-da). Flying, heading for the wonder Now you see (Now you see oh, oh, oh) Now you see Finding you this way As the breezes blow (As the breezes blow). I got that funny feeling (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Now you made it mine (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) You look so overjoyed (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Now it's doing fine (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Grow a little gun (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) And feathers from your tree (ba-da-ba-da-da-da). You know I'm gonna thank you (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) For being just that way (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) You know I'm gonna love you (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Every minute of every day (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) You know I just couldn't stand it (ba-da-ba-da-da-da) Couldn't stand it any other way (ba-da-ba-da-da-da). OH! |
Who Wrote Feathers from Your Tree By Blue Cheer?
Peterson, Stephens, Wagner
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