On a misty morning walk
I met a friend, we sat and talked
About a place for us
All our words rambled high and low
From the Catskills down to New Mexico
There's a place for us
From the Coney Island rides
Out to the California tides
There's a place for us
Under a storyteller's tree
Or on a riverbank down in Tennessee
There's a place for us
Where people gather in the summer heat
Talk and laughter float on down the street
There's a string band playing, and the dancing feet
Make such a peaceful sound on the hard concrete
From the town halls up in Maine
To the windmills on the plains
There's a place for us
Where the farmer feeds the town
And the high-school band supplies the sound
There's a place for us
I met a friend, we sat and talked
About a place for us
All our words rambled high and low
From the Catskills down to New Mexico
There's a place for us
From the Coney Island rides
Out to the California tides
There's a place for us
Under a storyteller's tree
Or on a riverbank down in Tennessee
There's a place for us
Where people gather in the summer heat
Talk and laughter float on down the street
There's a string band playing, and the dancing feet
Make such a peaceful sound on the hard concrete
From the town halls up in Maine
To the windmills on the plains
There's a place for us
Where the farmer feeds the town
And the high-school band supplies the sound
There's a place for us
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