Wasn't Born To Follow
Carol King & Gerry Goffin / the Byrds: The Notorious Byrd Brothers (1968)
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Oh I'd | rather go and | journey where the | diamond crests are | flowing and |
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| Run across the | valley be | neath the sacred | mountains |
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and | Wander through the forest |
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Where the | trees have leaves of prisms and break the light in colors |
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That | no-one knows the | names of. | | | | | | |
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And | when it's time I'll | go and wait bes | ide a legend | ary fountain |
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| Till I see your | form reflected | in it's clear and | jeweled water |
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And | if you think I'm ready |
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You may | lead me to the castles where the rivers of our vision |
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Flow | into one an | other. | | | | | | |
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| | | | (solo) | | | | | | | | |
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| I will want to | die beneath the | white cascading | waters |
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She may | beg she may | plead she may | argue with her | logic |
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And | then she'll know the things I lose |
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That | really have no value in the end she will surely know |
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I | wasn't born to fol | low. | | | | | | |
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