Longer boats are coming to win us
They`re coming to win us, they`re coming to win us
Longer boats are coming to win us
Hold on to the shore, they`ll be taking the key from the door.
I don`t want no god on my lawn
Just a flower I can help along
`Cause the soul of no body knows
how a flower grows... Oh how a flower grows.
Chorus
Mary dropped her pants by the sand
And let a parson come and take her hand
But the soul of no body knows
Where the parson goes, where does the parson go?
Chorus
