The Good Life

Lyrics:

• they got tired of livin’ in an apple goin’ black
• went up the mad river valley & they never looked back
• way up the mountain over campbell ridge
• up an old loggin’ road . . ‘cross an old mill bridge


• they built a little house out of stone they found
• put their backs to the plow . . put their seeds in the ground
• water from the spring runnin’ plenty & good
• from a hardwood forest . . choppin’ fire from the wood


• oh . . they’re livin’ the good life
• oh . . they’re livin’ the good life


• they got bread in the oven, got books on the shelf
• they’re lookin’ deep into each others’ eyes & deep into themselves
• pursuin’ ideals with grace & style
• & they’re makin’ ends meet with their huckleberry guile


• oh . . they’re livin’ the good life
• oh . . they’re livin’ the good life


• way up the mountain over campbell ridge
• up an old loggin’ road . . ‘cross an old mill bridge
• they built a little house out of stone they found
• put their backs to the plow and their seeds in the ground
• they’ve got the power of the sun . . the strength of the soil
• they’re findin’ peace in their hearts & faith in their toil


• oh . . they’re livin’ the good life
• oh . . they’re livin’ the good life
• oh . . they’re livin’ the good life