I'm going out to Tanglewood
To hear the symphonies
There's music on the grass, and in the trees
There's music in your hands and in your hair
And in the ground
And all around
And music almost everywhere.
I'm going out to Tanglewood
To hear the symphonies
There's music on the grass, and in the trees
There's music in your hands and in your hair
And in the ground
And all around
And music almost everywhere.