Theres somethin about the ocean rising up to meet the shoreline

Somethin about a river, the way it runs to meet the sea

Theres somethin about a rainfall and its like the gift of living

Theres 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

Theres somethin about the West that makes me sing Theres somethin about the way you love me, baby

Theres somethin about the way your lips meet mine

Theres somethin about the way you like to touch me

It really turns me on and makes my little light shine Theres somethin about the way you love me, baby

Theres somethin about the way your lips meet mine

Theres somethin about the way you like to touch me

It really turns me on and makes my little light shine Theres somethin about the forest in the latter days of August

Theres somethin about the country on the very first day of springtime

Theres somethin about a wheat field, oh, you know I love the Prairie

Theres somethin about the land that makes me sing