Just drifting down

A morning town 

With stacks (slats?) of wood 

And chicken wire 

Took poaching egg 

A wedding cake 

Passed by the way 

I heard it say 

That you were mine 

And I was yours 

In that way 

We'll feel okay 

Then come with me 

And come and see, we'll go 

Another town come 

Dripping down 

And I'll get you 

A house so blue 

You'll wish you were 

With me some place 

Way far away again 

Into the mountains and valleys 

Of the night 

??? 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

You won't go buying maple wood 

??? 

You tell me that you are free 

Well let's see 

What the season