Granny's Little Yard Gnome Songtext
Content to stand alone. Waiting, watching, guarding Granny's home.
His face reflecting simple joy, but he is not happy, Plaster Boy.
"Careful sonny, not too close, Unless you want a lethal dose of
hardening...."
Patiently waiting for some shade, wishing he could run away.
Surpressing any urge to roam, such devotion from a little gnome.
I once saw a calico that thought he could fly.
His face reflecting simple joy, but he is not happy, Plaster Boy.
"Careful sonny, not too close, Unless you want a lethal dose of
hardening...."
Patiently waiting for some shade, wishing he could run away.
Surpressing any urge to roam, such devotion from a little gnome.
I once saw a calico that thought he could fly.
And then the lanky Doberman that tinkled in my eye.
A pacifist by nature, with ample common sense.
But if I had my druthers, I'd druther be a fence.
Now Granny, she's a good one, she shines me now and then.
And come around this springtime, I'm due for some paint again.
On keeping granny comfy, I try and earn my keep.
I'm just wishing I had some eyelids, so I could get some sleep
A pacifist by nature, with ample common sense.
But if I had my druthers, I'd druther be a fence.
Now Granny, she's a good one, she shines me now and then.
And come around this springtime, I'm due for some paint again.
On keeping granny comfy, I try and earn my keep.
I'm just wishing I had some eyelids, so I could get some sleep
CLAYPOOL, LES
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