回简阳接老头子路过龙泉山
                     蓄谋出行
                     不慌不忙
                     龙泉山墨绿
                     升起朦胧轻烟
                     遂道
                     走进龙泉山胸膛
                     盏盏灯亮
                     算不算
                     算不算琴瑟和鸣
                     管它呢
                     高压铁塔拉直
                     拉直根根弦
                     任风拨弄
                     呼呼乐曲响在
                     耳边