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The wind is cold, the morning skies are gray
And through the fog I walk along the bay
Past a regiment of rusty swings
On sandy fields of broken things
Ferris wheel was turnin and the roller coaster roared
Summer sun was burning on the hot dog stands and the candy stores
They had chocolate ice cream, apples on a stick
Big old jars with gumdrops in 'em and if you guessed it right you'd win 'em
- Happyland, Happyland, land that dreams are made of
Happyland, Happyland
You could have a real nice time, any ride for just one dime
What a great place to be four, five and they left you alone
They have these cars that you could drive in, pretend you were old
I was much better off when I was pretending everything's far too real
Happyland, Happyland, land that dreams are made of
Carousels, wishing wells
Da da da da da da da, da da da da
Ferris wheel was turning...
- Album:
- The Complete Singles Collection 1965-1970
- Miscellaneous
- Summer Hits
- Anything Goes (US Release)
- Rhino Hi-Five: Harpers Bizarre
- Harpers Bizarre 4 (US Release)
- The Secret Life Of Harpers Bizarre (US Release)
- The Secret Life of Harpers Bizarre
- Anything Goes
- Anything Goes (Mono)
- Summer of Love, Volume 1: Tune In: Good Times & Love...
- Memory Time: 1966–1967, Volume 5
- Paul Simon Songbook
- The Summer of Love Goes on Sixties
- Peace & Love: The Woodstock Generation
- The Trip: Created by Tom Middleton
- Sounds of the Sixties, Volume 3
- Come to the Sunshine: Soft Pop Nuggets from the WEA Vaults
- 4
- The Big Chill