THE LAWN MOWING BLUES
Got the lawn mowin’ blues, workin’ on this yard
I got the lawn mowin’ blues from workin’ on this yard
Never knew that growin’ grass was so darn hard
Cat’s Claw and Tread Softly growing everywhere
Cat’s Claw and Tread Softly keep growing everywhere
Scratch me up any place I’m bare
Sun’s too hot, need to find some shade
Sun’s way too hot, find me some cool shade
Sit me down, chug some Gatorade
Keep runnin’ over those mounds of fire ants
Run right over the mounds of fire ants
My Lord, I think they’re runnin’ up my pants
Here comes rain, now the weeds will grow
Here comes rain, the weeds are gonna grow
Next time I’ll have even more to mow
Got the lawn mowin’ blues, workin’ on this yard
I got the lawn mowin’ blues from workin’ on this yard
Never knew that growin’ grass was so darn hard
Stephen Brooke ©2005
most of this blues lyric came to me this morning while I was...mowing the lawn!
adventures in dysthymia
Friday, May 20, 2005
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