John Denver - Paradise Lyrics
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Paradise
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What Are The Lyrics For Paradise By John Denver?
When I was a child, my family would travel
Down to western Kentucky where my parents were born And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered So many times that my memories are worn And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the Green River where Paradise lay Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away Well sometimes we'd travel right down the Green River To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols But empty pop bottles was all we would kill And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the Green River where Paradise lay Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away And the coal company came with the world's largest shovel And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the Green River where Paradise lay Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the Green River where Paradise lay Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away |
Who Wrote Paradise By John Denver?
John Prine
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What's The Duration Of The Paradise By John Denver?The duration of Paradise is 2:14 minutes and seconds. |
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