Sippin’ summer nights on the front porch with my lover
Cherishing these months, although humid and depressed
But the fall is her favorite
After all she deserves it
Well maybe we can be happy
We can fly higher than the pine trees but lower than the sun
And that way help will come
When our wings give up and our feathers drop to the earth
It’s an awful surprise to spill wine in you eyes
One burns as you dry the other
We’re waiting on rain to wash away pain
Our neighbor is offering water
Well the fall is her favorite
After all she deserves it
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Well there’s a red tailed fox coming right toward us
He says, “Hey there, I know your secrets!”
There’s an eight point buck saying, “Yo, what’s up? I’m a dad now, my doe is pregnant.”
And there’s a big black bear giving us a stare saying, “Patience, it’ll get better,
I can’t stand to see a couple honeys too nervous to live,
Oh, wake up kids, there’s a place for a finch,
There’s a place for a finch”