People who have bad times
   Write hard luck songs
   But when their days are green
   They think about love
   Sunshine, flowers in a garden
   Did I bump you sir?
   I'm beggin' your pardon
   have you seen such a day?
   Let's begin it by startin' -
   And rollin' down the hills with me.
  
   People who have short hair
   Write short hair songs
   But when their hair gets long
   They think about winding it around in daisy chains
   Waitin' for the showers
   Just to wash it in the rain
   Have you seen such hair?
   Well let the wind play -
   As you're rollin' down the hills with me
  
   People who have no hills
   Write songs about plains
   But if that's not what you want to do
   Well you can jump aboard a bus
   Or boat or wooden canoe
   I know just the mountain
   That's been waitin' for you
   Too write songs about the peaks
   And the beautiful views -
   As you're rollin' down the hills with me.