True story – my wife got in trouble in kindergarten for flushing her still wrapped moonpie and backing up the plumbing day after day – only tangentially related to this great song by the word moonpie, but how often do you get a chance to tell a story like that….
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Her Notes:
I had the uke part written before the words…. Sorry no idea what the chords are, I just wrote it. It is imperfect just like me and I like it that way. I had fun making it which is all that matters!
in the summer
when the leaves have gone up
and the moonpie in the sky has pieces floating down
I cant change and I don’t want to
Hanging on to your coattails or I may die
The birds circle up high
a feather falls down
whoever said this life was ordinary
the stubborn child its all they can fight for
when we learn the word “no” its the only thing we have
fighting for a piece of the great big moonpie
to call our own
For peace
for peace
The birds circle up high
a feather falls down
whoever said this life was ordinary
Wow, how sweet is that! I really think that is beautiful!!! Nice work… turn your mic up a bit… we want to hear you….