(Composição: Tom Johnston) People rushin' everywhere If they'd only slow down once They might find something there Green trees and timber land People workin' with their hands For sure a different way to live Gonna keep my cabin at hand Retreat and live off the land All around Ukiah, wo The mountain streams that rush on by Show the fish a jumpin' And reflect the open sky The fresh clean smell of the pines Symbol of unchanging times All around this sacred land Strangely, though, I've found my way Right here I'm gonna stay In this land Ukiah, wo
