My Dream

I live in the city but I have this great dream of living on a mountain by a beautiful stream That flows down to a lake as blue as can be and a mountain behind it like a picture I see And a little log cabin that is made out of pine and a big deck behind it that I can call mine All I need is a rifle and a good rod and reel I can fish and hunt when I want a good meal And sit by a camp fire at night and be still and listen to the coyote crickets and owls A dream that may never come true for me but I'll go on dreaming and some day it may be