Storybook

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Roger Creager - Pop

Storybook

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[Verse 1] Sometimes I sit in my backyard I kick back and drink iced tea I stare all the way to the ocean And I dream of how it would be If I were a ship captain somewhere Or an old fashioned sailor at sea Or a stowed away pirate just down below hiding And praying the law don't find me [Pre-Chorus] Or maybe I'd sail from Nantucket Chasing the great white whale Oh without a sound, I'd run him aground And bring old Ahab the tail Yeah I'd show old Ahab his tail [Chorus] Hey, but I'm not a sailor, I'm just a man Stuck here in the promised land Living proud and living free And I'm a dreamer and it's all I got Yeah, but friends, this is my last shot And I hope someday They're dreamin' 'bout me [Verse 2] Sometimes I dream I'm a cowboy 'Round 1949 I'd cross the border on horseback With a real close buddy of mine And I know we'd run from trouble But I'm sure it's what we'd find When you're out of the frying pan into the fire Who cares what you leave behind [Pre-Chorus] And I'd probably fall in love down there And I know I'd go to jail When you fall in in love with a rich man's daughter Who's gonna go your bail Yeah I hate them Mexican jails [Chorus] Yeah, but I'm not an outlaw, I'm just a man Livin' here in the promised land Working hard and living free Yeah, I'm a dreamer, that's all I got Yeah, well here goes one last shot And I hope someday They're dreamin' 'bout me [Verse 3] I'd love to go rafting the water Ridin' the mighty Mississipp' Where I'd float around from town to town Cause trouble then I'd give 'em the slip [Pre-Chorus] That river could take me back To the days of young Huck Finn Where I'd sleep all day and smoke all night And play tricks on old Jim Hey, I think I'd like old Jim [Chorus] Yeah, but I'm not an runaway, I'm just a man Stuck here in the promised land Living proud and living free Yeah, well I'm a dreamer, that's what I got Ah, but friend, here's my last shot That's why I hope someday They're dreamin' 'bout me Well, I hope someday They read about me [Outro] Sometimes I sit in my backyard And I dream of how it would be

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Credits

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  • Roger Creager