Lyrics:

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.

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
Let's dance before the fever is upon us all.
Yeah it's a strange religion, without any god.
The preacher walks with innocence spares the rod.

Hey ey hey ey

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

Howl, I'm gonna howl, I'm gonna howl, I'm gonna howl
I'm gonna howl, I'm gonna howl howl howl howl