Springfield Mill — текст песни (Seals and Crofts)

(lyrics and music by James Seals & Vince Clark, 1972)
From the album YEAR OF SUNDAY (1972).

An ocean without water, a winter without snow,
A day in the summertime with no where to go.
Nothin` much is dawning, just a tiny glow.
Up ahead sweet river home, the only one I know.
Shade trees on the north side, green grass on the hill.
Sun shines down on my front porch, here at Springfield Mill.

Livin` in the city, never knowing people, really alone.
Night life had me going so, I couldn`t stay, I had to go home.

Kid`s out in the meadow. Clothes out on the line.
My woman`s in the kitchen, says, "It`s gettin` `bout suppertime."
It`s been right nice a-talkin`, come back and sit a spell.
But don`t ask me to leave my home again.
I`believe I`d rather go to Hell!
Springfield Mill. Springfield Mill. Springfield Mill. Springfield Mill.