"Your First True Love"
Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley.
I’d like to learn to live primitively
And see how this land used to be
Before the freeways and factories
The way this world was meant to be
Where I can't be seen by the satellites
Under the trees and out of sight
I'd like to get lost and fall asleep every night
Lookin’ up at the starry sky
Someday I’d like to go to the middle of Idaho
On the map I can see it’s mostly green
I’d head northwest from Salmon, make my way to White Bird
And see just what it’s like in between
If I ventured a guess, there’d be so much to learn
In the wilderness, along the river of no return
I’d like to get back to nature, discover my roots
Read some Thoreau, break in my hiking boots
I’d live off the land with nothing to lose
Try to understand and pay my dues
With clean air to breathe and clean water to drink
Away from the noise where I could hear myself think
Who knows maybe I’d never come back
I’d live the rest of my life off the beaten path
Someday I’d like to go to the middle of Idaho
On the map I can see it’s mostly green
I’d head northwest from Salmon, make my way to White Bird
And see just what it’s like in between
If I ventured a guess, there’d be so much to learn
In the wilderness, along the river of no return
Someday I’d like to go to the middle of Idaho
On the map I can see it’s mostly green
I’d head northwest from Salmon, make my way to White Bird
And see just what it’s like in between
If I ventured a guess, there’d be so much to learn
In the wilderness, along the river of no return
Copyright © ℗ 2010 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
