Farm on the Mountaintop

We bought a farm on a mountain, at the very top
It feels like summertime every morning
Our favorite birds all sing our names so clear

Took a walk in the forest, where the neighbors live:
A reminder that we ain't alone here
My, little flowers, they grow

Every day could be paradise
Every day: paradise
Every day: paradise

Pick a bushel or two down at the marketplace
We can cook it up for dinner, yeah I'll make whatever you like
Feel it all surrounding us, we love it

All our brothers and sisters, we go dancing every night
We find it's always better when we're singing
When you thank the glory, everything opens up

Every day could be paradise
Every day: paradise
Every day: paradise
Every day: paradise

Every day: paradise



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Joseph Dennis Broido
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