Lyrics for SOMETHING ABOUT
By John Denver
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There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the ocean rising up to meet the shoreline
Somethin¡¯ about a river the way it runs to meet the sea
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about a rainfall and it¡¯s like the gift of living
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about that water that makes me sing
Oh somethin¡¯ about the mountains rising right straight up to heaven
And somethin¡¯ about a canyon in the shade of a cottonwood tree
Somethin¡¯ about the desert in the afterglow of evening
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the west that makes me sing
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the way you love me baby
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the way your lips meet mine
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the way you like to touch me
It really turns me on and makes my little light shine
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the way you love me baby
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the way your lips meet mine
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the way you like to touch me
It really turns me on and makes my little light shine
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the forest in the latter days of August
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the country on the very first day of springtime
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about a wheatfield, oh you know I love the prairie
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the land that makes me sing
Somethin¡¯ about a river the way it runs to meet the sea
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about a rainfall and it¡¯s like the gift of living
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about that water that makes me sing
Oh somethin¡¯ about the mountains rising right straight up to heaven
And somethin¡¯ about a canyon in the shade of a cottonwood tree
Somethin¡¯ about the desert in the afterglow of evening
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the west that makes me sing
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the way you love me baby
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the way your lips meet mine
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the way you like to touch me
It really turns me on and makes my little light shine
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the way you love me baby
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the way your lips meet mine
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the way you like to touch me
It really turns me on and makes my little light shine
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the forest in the latter days of August
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the country on the very first day of springtime
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about a wheatfield, oh you know I love the prairie
There¡¯s somethin¡¯ about the land that makes me sing
