Ribbons of gravel, winding round those hills
Wrapped in wheat and willow trees
Forest of oak so fine
Pastures and ponds and Pine
Black-eyed Susans sipped by honeybees
It is a gift you see
Just the chance to be
In a place where time ain't money
In a place where time is free
Perhaps my favorite part was the quiet Mountain song
Cicadas and crickets in the choir
Hawks hung on the high notes
The hens were scratching, keeping Time
The rooster solod at the twilight hour
It is a gift you see
Just the chance to be
In a place where time ain't money
In a place where time is free
And in the winter an ice white blanket
Wrapped us in a quiet peace
Wood crackled in the fireplace
Oak in the air that you could taste
Even if we could, we would not leave
It is a gift you see
Just the chance to be
In a place where time ain't money
In a place where time is free
Far from the city lights, the stars clear in the sky at night
Won't miss the scramble or the strife
Won't miss the city streets
The endless cars and concrete
I wanna live where time is free
It is a gift you see
Just the chance to be
In a place where time ain't money
In a place where time is free