I've got a place that I can go to
Chorus:
In spring I’ll go down
Chorus
And in the fall you’re getting ready
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when trouble surrounds.
When I am there I am healed
from head to toe by its
peaceful sounds.
Splice Creek, you give
love,
Fall, Winter, Spring or
Summer.
And I will always depend on you
to soothe my heart and my
soul too.
and taste your fresh air,
the
green’s power has taken over
the brown and is spreading
everywhere.
In the summer I will swim
in your clear waters,
and be one
with the new life
and I’ll become
Mother Nature’s daughter.
for winter’s big
surprise.
You’re making homes
for all of your creatures to hide.
Then winter comes over your waters
and hides all life,
and
though I miss your running water’s beauty,
I know in the spring
you’ll
come Back to me, Back to me, Back to
me.