John Denver - Blow Up Your Tv Lyrics

She Was A Level-headed Dancer On The Road To Alcohol
i Was Just A Soldier On My Way To Montreal

well, She Pressed Her Chest Against Me
about The Time The Jukebox Broke
she Give Me A Peck On The Back Of The Neck
and These Are The Words She Spoke

blow Up Your Tv, Throw Away Your Paper
go To The Country, Build You A Home

plant A Little Garden, Eat A Lot Of Peaches
try And Find Jesus On Your Own

i Sat There At The Table And I Acted Real Naive
cause I Knew That Topless Lady, She Had Something Up Her Sleeve
she Danced Around The Room Awhile And She Did The Hoochy Cooch
yea Sing A Song All Night Long Tellin` Me What To Do

blow Up Your Tv, Throw Away Your Paper
go To The Country, Build You A Home

plant A Little Garden, Eat A Lot Of Peaches
try And Find Jesus On Your Own

but I Was Young And Hungry And About To Leave That Place
just As I Was Going She Looked Me In The Face

i Said `you Must Know The Answer`
she Said `no, But I`ll Give It A Try`
and To This Day We`ve Been Livin` Our Way
here Is The Reason Why

we Blew Up The Tv, Threw Away The Paper
went To The Country, Built Us A Home

had A Lotta Children, Fed `em On Peaches
they All Found Jesus On Their Own

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