The waterfalls trinkling
Like bells to my ear
The earth rolls out before me through smiles and tears.

A country lost, a soul discovered
The ruin that I once was will soon recover.

Chorus

And I know a howlin wind runs through here blowin every day.
Yeah a howlin wind runs through here takes my breath away.

Swing time is here children, for large and small
Lets dance before the fever is upon us all.
Yeah its a strange religion, without any god.
The preacher walks with innocence spares the rod.

Chorus
Hey.. hey..

Swing time is here children for large and small
Lets rock before the fever is upon us all.

Chorus
Howl, Im gonna howl, Im gonna howl, Im gonna howl
Im gonna howl, Im gonna howl howl howl howl