There He Goes

There he goes There he goes What will he find (there) What will he be like Who knows Summer turned to fall The volcano filled with snow So Jimmy oh Jimmy There he goes Tide ebb and flow Took him to an open road So Jimmy oh Jimmy There he goes I think he saw it From his window Up in the oak tree Or maybe he wished it In a dream Golden and blue Wait outside his door So Jimmy oh Jimmy There he goes ©?2006 Vicki McCrone