I’m Just An Old Hippie

I’m just an old hippie,
born in Mississippi.
Lord, please don’t
string me along.

I ain’t felt so great
since 1968.
But I just wanna write
one more song.

Chorus:
Lord – I never asked you,
well not – for too much.
Just – give me this one,
‘cause I’m down – on – my – luck.

I still got a question.
Give me one more session.
And I will try
and get it down right.

Why is the sky blue?
I wish that I knew!
Lord, I ain’t trying
to put up a fight.

Chorus:
Lord – I never asked you,
well not – for too much.
Just – give me this one,
‘cause I’m down – on – my – luck.

I’d still like a chance
and a swing at romance
before I gotta
lie down and die.

It’s love that we lack,
gotta bring it on back.
At times I may laugh
not to cry.

Chorus:
Lord – I never asked you,
well not – for too much.
Just – give me this one,
‘cause I’m down – on – my – luck.

So when will the war end?
It’s peace that we must win.
So why can’t we all
get along?

We got one planet earth.
It’s the place of our birth.
Ain’t it obvious
that we all belong?

Chorus:
Lord – I never asked you,
well not – for too much.
Just – give me this one,
‘cause I’m down – on – my – luck.

Yeah I’m just an old hippie,
born in Mississippi.
Lord, please don’t
string me along.

I ain’t felt so great
since 1968.
But I just wanna write
one more song.