Karaoké Matthew John Denver

I had an uncle named Matthew

He was his father's only boy

Born just south of Colby Kansas

He was his mother's pride and joy

Yes and joy was just a thing that he was raised on

Love was just a way to live and die

Gold was just a windy

Kansas wheatfield

Blue was just a Kansas summer sky

All the stories that he told me back when I was just a lad

All the memories that he gave me

All the good times that he had

Growin' up a Kansas farmboy life was mostly havin' fun

Ridin' on his Daddy's shoulders behind a mule beneath the sun

Yes and joy was just a thing that he was raised on

Love was just a way to live and die

Gold was just a windy

Kansas wheatfield

Blue was just a Kansas summer sky

Well I guess there were some hard times

And I'm told some years were lean

They had a storm in forty-seven

A twister came and stripped 'em clean

He lost the farm and lost his family

He lost the wheat and lost his home

But he found the family Bible

A faith as solid as a stone

Yes and joy was just a thing that he was raised on

Love was just a way to live and die

Gold was just a windy

Kansas wheatfield

Blue was just a Kansas summer sky

And so he came to live at our house and he came to work the land

He came to ease my daddy's burden and he came to be my friend

And so I wrote this down for Matthew and it's for him this song is sung

Ridin' on his Daddy's shoulders behind a mule beneath the sun

Yes and joy was just a thing that he was raised on

Love was just a way to live and die

Gold was just a windy

Kansas wheatfield

Blue was just a Kansas summer sky

Yes and joy was just a thing that he was raised on

Love was just a way to live and di-i-ie

Gold was just a windy

Kansas wheatfield

Blue was just a Kansas summer sky