Jonathan,
where did you go?
You always kept our fears in check
Through the sun and snow
Had you gone off before?
And you ripped Van Winkle
when you were smaller
As a greenwood twinkle
Not one of us, just so much taller
Walk on, walk on
Further on, Big John, West
where the water becomes
your sun.
Our fields are planted once more,
White to spring, snows to green,
and melted again.
And again, we did sing
To the peaks and the humans
And the cycles we are given
And the 24 sevens that we live in
Walk on, walk on
Further on, Big John West
where the water becomes
your sun
He came while you were
gone in the heat
And the summer's heart blew
With each trample down of his feet
We ran and hid and lost
Without your gentle tread
Not being able to pay the cost
We left ourselves
for dead
Walk on, walk on
Further on
Big John West,
but don't forget where
you were from
You remembered and returned
But found your valley green
and healthy once
Now crushed and burnt, tore up
Not believing what you've seen
You found him complaining
Something about the heat
So he took him to the bubbling pool
So he could dip his feet
So he dipped those nasty feet
That crushed our dreams
All too hasty in that heated pool
It's the one that now stinks and stinks
Cause it sucked him down
below the bottom
To the earth of the grassy key
And all along it was you that knew
So sleep, now sleep
Big old giant to the sticks
Way over yonder
Route counted 46
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!