hear the whistling song carry the hills rolling along i would whistle the chant i would if i could but i can t and the wind is taking the song up through the trees singing it wrong it would whistle the chant it would if it could but it can t everybody s singing their own song everybody s got their own plan some it seems are marching on time wrong they re only hearing some other drum so you see life s just a card you play it right or you play it hard it s a personal slant i would if i could but i can t everybody s singing their own song everybody s got their own plan some it seems are marching on time wrong they re only hearing some other drum so you see life s just a card you play it right or you play it hard it s a personal slant i would if i could but i can t i would if i could but i can t i would if i could but i can t