In the land of free love and goodbye
 The river's ever flowing, fishing growing
 And the God I love loves me.

 In the sky rides a gleam of white horses
 And the glimmer clean in your eye
 The bird of dawn is bringing
 The simpleness of singing
 And the God I love loves me.

 Oh the trees grow higher than the mountains
 In the land of free love and goodbye
 The river's ever flowing, fishing growing
 And the God I love loves me.

 And the Sun lies all around
 And everything is as it must be
 And winter lies underground
 And the God I love loves me