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Bohemia in Spring

Birds outside the window

Singing songs of praise

They don’t try to figure out the future.

Living in the moment,

Not a worry in the world,

I ponder all the places that I’ve been.

Chorus:

From the Great Wall of China

to the Thai church near the sea

Saw the ancient stones of Ephesus

And smiles of kids in Mexico running free,

But there’ a place where I wanna go

To see family wherever we roam.

Let’s hit the road.

You might consider that if you have a house

Then you have a home.

You might measure your worth

by what you own.

But I’ve found that you can’t count

on counting sheep in your own bed.

So, it’s better to have less expectations,

And let God lead instead.

Bridge:

Bohemia,

O, O, Bo-he-mia.

The aroma of Spring

You make my heart wanna sing, O,

O, O, Bo-he-mia.

Oh, you’ve made it now.

Upper middle class!

Having something classy to talk about.

You could brag to old friends

You haven’t seen for a while.

But I can see it in your eyes

You don’t care, and you smile.

You could care less about

what they think about

And you care more about here.

You care about the friends you’ve made over the years.

So many people count the days

Til they retire

But you inspire me

Because you live your life right now.

Pinching pennies,

And saving up for stuff.

Singing songs about God and about love.

You live your life in a way that makes others look up.

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