Real Stuff

It's a place where there is no money I gather sugar for milk and honey I hunt fresh meat for you We can even cook it on the fire too We build a house beneath a tree And raise some goats to breed We're free to roam around And ride our horses into town I just want to live a simple life And go steady I just want to know the real stuff My mind is ready Cook berries that look the same Those poison berries have a different name So happy that I went home I ate the berries and died alone I just want to live a simple life And go steady I just want to know the real stuff My mind is ready But I guess we've gone too far To go back there I still think we could do mine Too late to walk there I think I found a diff way And I'm ready to go