Got a little bit of soul Got a little bit of rock 'n' roll in my bones Don't you bury me when I'm old I may need 'em when I'm reborn When I'm reborn The garden that you planted is doin' well I thought you'd like to know The roses are growin' on the hound dog's bones It reminds me of the time I told you long ago: "Darlin' let's let our hair grow long We can work on a farm, maybe live on a mountain I got an old hound dog, likes to run He needs a lot of room and he hates to be chained up." Just like me, just like we are supposed to be Just like me, just like we are supposed to be Just like me, just like we are supposed to be Just like me, just like we are supposed to be The mountain's sinking, the river's rising The sky is falling, I fear I'm dying The forest is creeping in, I cannot stop it I don't want to try now, I can't remember how I used to dream about them valley highways Before I was chained to this country by way And you left me here, letting freedom tear us apart