#AmericanWriters
But please walk softly as you do. Frogs dwell here and crickets too. Ain’t no ceiling, only blue. Jays dwell here and sunbeams too. Floors are flowers - take a few
There’s a light on in the attic. Though the house is dark and shutt… I can see a flickerin’ flutter, And I know what it’s about. There’s a light on in the attic.
God says to me with a kind of smil… ‘Hey how would you like to be God… And steer the world?’ ‘Okay,’ says I, 'I’ll give it a t… Where do I set?
She put in her clothes, Then thought she’d get A free bath here At the launderette. So round she goes now,
If we meet and I say, ‘Hi,’ That’s a salutation. If you ask me how I feel, That’s a consideration. If we stop and talk a while,
Hey when I was a lad in fishing t… You can spend your life your jolly… Now you can search the world for p… But don’t go swimming with the mer… If you don’t know how to swim
Someone ate the baby. It’s rather sad to say. Someone ate the baby So she won’t be out to play. We’ll never hear her whiney cry
If you are a dreamer, come in, If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a… A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean… If you’re a pertender, come sit by… For we have some flx-golden tales…
Eight balloons no one was buyin’ All broke loose one afternoon. Eight balloons with strings a-flyi… Free to do what they wanted to. One flew up to touch the sun - P…
I will not play at tug o’ war. I’d rather play at hug o’ war, Where everyone hugs Instead of tugs, Where everyone giggles
I’ll tell you the story of Cloony… Who worked in a circus that came t… His shoes were too big and his hat… But he just wasn’t, just wasn’t fu… He had a trombone to play loud sil…
Channel 1's no fun. Channel 2's just news. Channel 3's hard to see. Channel 4 is just a bore. Channel 5 is all jive.
Well now friends you’ll never gues… I just met the sweetest woman of m… But a friend of mine said, 'Buddy… Don’t you know that girl you’re fo… And that man is big and rough and…
Hector the Collector Collected bits of string, Collected dolls with broken heads And rusty bells that would not rin… Twists of wires, worn-out tires,
Now I was hangin’ round Nashville… Watchin’ ‘em laugh and hand ’em ba… So I pawned my guitar and bought… When I seen an old fountain pen l… It was worn-out bent and cast asid…