Lyrics:
Mother of the spring
Her branches cradle slipping,
Buds, yawning open,
Welcome by an aging man
He greets them fondly
With memories of when
Her
he wouldn't see a thing
Been three more times and it's always the same
'Cause he moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don't mind 'cause I'm
Hello Gracie you're a good little girl
It's a beautiful world, oh and you're out in it
Last time I saw you playing the yard
You were running with
up in the air, the air (boi, boi, boi)
And three times for the baddest chick in the world
Who got her hands up in the air, the air (do it, yeah)
time for coffee flavored kisses
And a bit of conversation
Oh no no no, oh no no no
Take the last train to Clarksville
Now I must hang up the phone
I
it)
It was a Friday afternoon if I remember it correctly
But I can't quite recall the time exactly
But it was somewhere around, two or three or four
Oh
The black is by the fire
The lights are on the tree
Elvis sings Blue Christmas for you and me
Everything is perfect
The candles have it glow
The only
up in the air, the air (boi, boi, boi)
And three times for the baddest chick in the world
Who got her hands up in the air, the air (do it, yeah)
Tonight they're shutting down the borders
And they boarded up the schools
Small towns are rolling up their sidewalks
One last paycheck coming
confessions
Slip my mind the last two times
Silly me, so now I gotta give you part three of my confessions
First I told you about the skank that I was
by one by
Tap tap tap birds that sing
Telephone calls that do not ring
One two three what's the time?
Who's that hanging off my line?
I know
The comedy of errors took me to the cliffs
The pedal to the medal, now my gears won't shift
The last thing I remember was my mama's call
I woke up three
command shall be."
She took her two babes by the hand
And gave them kisses three
"Sit still at home you darling little babes,
Keep your father sweet
you standing there
Midnight wind blowin' thorough your hair, remember
Kisses sweet in the salty air
When love was forever
Turn the page and we
Just 'cause something's good don't mean it lasts
By fall, we fell apart and just like that
Time kept ticking and you moved on
Another three
wanted to call
I told her that I'd meet her someday
I never really told her where
The last time I saw her she was
Calling her lawyer
I was runnin' in my
hair
When the sun is shining without a care
With a feast of fantasies floating by
Sweet sugar kisses
When was the last time
We breathed this way?
When
a smoker last weekend
Dodged a policeman workin' for his big homie
Small time hustler, graduated to a brick on him
Ten thousand dollars out of a project
to realize,
I still have two strong legs, and even wings to fly.
So I, ain't a-wastin time no more.
Cause time goes by like hurricanes, and faster things.
Two, three, four
Well, I came by your house the other day
Your mother said you went away
She said there was nothing that I could have done
we learned more than we earned
When we got paid by Cash
Then came the time when our career
Demanded that we go
And through some tears we all
on the floor
And I mix the darks and whites
Oh baby, your kisses are pure
And the sex lasts for hours
You want me more the less I shower
I'm a sight
Cheeba cheeba, y'all
You're all (you're all)
Cheeba cheeba, y'all
I need (all I need) (don't stop)
To get by (yeah, yeah)
(W-w-wild, I'm about
One More Parade
Phil Ochs
Written by Phil Ochs and Bob Gibson
Hup, two, three, four, marchin' down the street
Rollin' of the drums
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