There was a singer named John Denver
He was his father’s only boy
Destined to become a legend
He was his mother’s pride and joy

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Joy was just a thing he was raised on
Love was just a way to live and die
Gold was just a Rocky Mountain wheat field
Blue was just a Rocky Mountain sky

I love the music that he gave me
Back when I was just a lad
And the memories that it gives me
Of all the good times that I’ve had

Growing up, and as a young boy
His life was mainly having fun
Riding on his daddy’s shoulders
Beneath the sky, beneath the sun

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Joy was just a thing he was raised on
Love was just a way to live and die
Gold was just a Rocky Mountain wheat field
Blue was just a Rocky Mountain sky

When he became a country singer
He spread joy throughout the land
While his songs still ease our burdens
He’s no longer here to lend a hand

So I do this for John Denver
It’s for him this song is sung
Riding on his daddy’s shoulders
Beneath the sky, beneath the sun.

(CHORUS)
Joy was just a thing he was raised on
Love was just a way to live and die
Gold was just a Rocky Mountain wheat field
Blue was just a Rocky Mountain sky