One big holiday
My Morning Jacket Lyrics
One big holiday Lyrics
One big holiday by My Morning Jacket
When the telephone, it ring.
Was a bad man from California,
Tellin' of a stone he'd bring.
And of, better days,
From this town, we'd escape,
If we, holler loud, and make our way,
We'd all live, One Big Holiday.
So we listened &, Up the river,
And recorded all the sounds,
Was some shakin' & some, record playing,
All the leather kids were loud."
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