Winter Time
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Dedicated to all the SADs, especially those working through Advent 2016, trying to keep your winterish cool about TrumpAdministration 2017.
Winter's time
and the livin's not easy.
Snow plows humpin'
and my mouth is too dry.
Well, well, well, well, well
your daddy ain't rich
and your wallet's not cookin'.
So sleep little baby,
don't you,
don't you cry.
[Insert your own scat blues here. You didn't think I was going to do all the work did you?]
One of these nightly days
We're gonna' rise up singin';
We're gonna' spring our wings
and fly to the sky sky, sky!
And on that great gettin' up mornin'
there ain't nothin' gonna' stop us,
with Mother Earth
an Father Sun
standin'
and spinnin' bye....
Ba-duh, ba-duh, ba-duh,
Bu-Dah.....
Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016
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