Write hard luck songs
 But when their days are green
 They think about love
 Sunshine, flowers in a garden
 Did I bump you sir?
 I'm beggin' your pardon
 have you seen such a day?
 Let's begin it by startin' -
 And rollin' down the hills with me.

 People who have short hair
 Write short hair songs
 But when their hair gets long
 They think about winding it around in daisy chains
 Waitin' for the showers
 Just to wash it in the rain
 Have you seen such hair?
 Well let the wind play -
 As you're rollin' down the hills with me

 People who have no hills
 Write songs about plains
 But if that's not what you want to do
 Well you can jump aboard a bus
 Or boat or wooden canoe
 I know just the mountain
 That's been waitin' for you
 Too write songs about the peaks
 And the beautiful views -
 As you're rollin' down the hills with me