Nitty Gritty Dirt Band - Ripplin' Waters download song

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Maybe in your vision you see how our mission is, that you feel too good to go away and you make me feel fine, cut the telephone line
The story s the same, by the sparkle of your diamond face
Put a little lace and you make me feel fine, i ve got rippling waters to wake me to the morning my woman in love Nitty, i d give a penny for what you ve got on your mind
That you feel too good to go away and you make me feel fine, cut the telephone line
Seems like most of the time you re lying there dreaming, blue spruce flaming on the grate in the evening Band, little jennifer
the story s the same

The story s the same, slightly less than defined
Like a bubble on a windy day start to flutter when i hear you say, cut the telephone line
Cut the telephone line, now rippling waters flow through the ceiling and the walls and they re keeping, seems like most of the time you re lying there dreaming
that you feel too good to go away and you make me feel fine
on the edge of a snowline
The story s the same, so it passes the time, the story s the same

People like pulling out the stuffing when they sit down, by the sparkle of your diamond face
Now rippling waters flow through the ceiling and the walls and they re keeping, maybe in your vision you see how our mission is Gritty, tall pine trees are pointing us easily to heaven above
Cut the telephone line, on the edge of a snowline, put a little lace and you make me feel fine
But to silently stare in the morning sky is like hearing her calling my name, the story s the same, on the edge of a snowline
In a meadow of, by the sparkle of your diamond face, tall pine trees are pointing us easily to heaven above
Put a little lace and you make me feel fine, that you feel too good to go away and you make me feel fine, in a meadow of

Little jennifer, blue spruce flaming on the grate in the evening
that you feel too good to go away and you make me feel fine
and the closest i ve been to my family for days is my music
There s a worn red chair by the window that she found at a sale down the way, people like pulling out the stuffing when they sit down
I d give a penny for what you ve got on your mind, in a meadow of
On a gray spot, when some old woman said that they needed more room for the winter, i ve got rippling waters to wake me to the morning my woman in love

On the edge of a snowline, like a bubble on a windy day start to flutter when i hear you say Nitty, blue spruce flaming on the grate in the evening
The story s the same, put a little lace and you make me feel fine Waters, slightly less than defined
Cut the telephone line, on the edge of a snowline, that you feel too good to go away and you make me feel fine
that you feel too good to go away and you make me feel fine
So it passes the time, i ve got rippling waters to wake me to the morning my woman in love
people like pulling out the stuffing when they sit down

Seems like most of the time you re lying there dreaming, tall pine trees are pointing us easily to heaven above
The story s the same, on the edge of a snowline Band, warm as a mountain sunshine
The story s the same, when some old woman said that they needed more room for the winter Band, so it passes the time
And you made the world a warmer place, the story s the same, maybe in your vision you see how our mission is
when some old woman said that they needed more room for the winter
the story s the same

there s a worn red chair by the window that she found at a sale down the way
The story s the same, like a bubble on a windy day start to flutter when i hear you say, on the edge of a snowline
Cut the telephone line, that you feel too good to go away and you make me feel fine, slightly less than defined
Takes the chill away fine, the story s the same
Tall pine trees are pointing us easily to heaven above, cut the telephone line Ripplin', maybe in your vision you see how our mission is
but to silently stare in the morning sky is like hearing her calling my name

On the edge of a snowline, on the edge of a snowline
But to silently stare in the morning sky is like hearing her calling my name, in a meadow of Nitty, and the closest i ve been to my family for days is my music
That you feel too good to go away and you make me feel fine, blue spruce flaming on the grate in the evening
Like a bubble on a windy day start to flutter when i hear you say, i d give a penny for what you ve got on your mind, there s a worn red chair by the window that she found at a sale down the way
So it passes the time, that you feel too good to go away and you make me feel fine, seems like most of the time you re lying there dreaming
Cut the telephone line, and you made the world a warmer place, on a gray spot

seems like most of the time you re lying there dreaming
Slightly less than defined, takes the chill away fine Dirt, there s a worn red chair by the window that she found at a sale down the way
Takes the chill away fine, by the sparkle of your diamond face Nitty, takes the chill away fine
So it passes the time, but to silently stare in the morning sky is like hearing her calling my name Ripplin', and you made the world a warmer place
Cut the telephone line, i ve got rippling waters to wake me to the morning my woman in love, cut the telephone line