Bushrette

We have driven many roads
Lost and found one of those
Who will keep us fine

We have had a pleasure close
To each other when we chose
Minus twenty one

We have done so much to know
Wo'll be first to see the rose
I'm not getting blind

We've been offered many vows
Saying prayers for the cause
More than thousand times

Take off your tie before the flight
I'm up to ride for you and I
Don't tell me lies, who else will mind
Except your kind for hundred miles

Father, oh help me, we're so much inside me