Lady Bird

Beautification to my mind is far more than a matter of cosmetics To me, it describes the whole effort to bring the natural world, and the man made world, into harmony Oh, my lovely How I long for the roads dressed in flowers How I long for the meadows to dance right with you How I long for my bluebonnets bloom Oh, my sweetheart If it's bonnets that you want, bonnets will grow I will round up the men and when spring, she comes again Then your bonnets will be bending with our wind Oh, my brothers and sisters How I long for an end to the wars How I wish for blossoms and pedals and peace as I listen to my bluebonnets sing They sing out to the loved ones that we've lost through the years They sing out to the frightened and our future and our fears They sing out high above, past the hate and to the love As I listen to my bluebonnets blue As I listen to my bluebonnets blue As I listen to my bluebonnets blue As I listen to my bluebonnets blue