Lyric High On Life (rec. 1970)

Green hickorywood will make your fireplace hot
You try to explain to a Berkeley cop
He choked with with my peats and shot me down for pot
I said, man I m clean, I m just about to blow my top
They finally took me in for possession of...
Love and my pocket knife
But I swear to God I was only high on life
High on livin , high on lovin
High on livin , high on lovin, and lovin and forgivin
I have no suit lapel in which to hold my flower
I said Lord, that s okay man
It s just the lateness of the hour
Well I be clean when heaven lets if shower
They finally took me in for possession of...
Love and my pocket knife
But I swear to God I was only high on life
High on livin , high on lovin
High on livin , high on lovin, and lovin and forgivin
High on livin , high on lovin
High on livin , high on lovin, and lovin and forgivin
High on livin , high on lovin
High on livin , high on lovin, and lovin and forgivin