A dark little number played on acoustic guitar and Appalachian dulcimer.
Music and lyrics by b.e_cooling
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I tried explaining this to a friend once. It would have been better if I hadn't despite my assurances that it was purely fictional. Anyway, music is interactive - so you decide what it's about (and then let us know!).
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I’m gonna take a little doggie something
I’m gonna give him a bone – nice and new
I’m gonna give a little doggie something
I’m gonna give him something to lose.
I’m gonna give a little kitty something
I’m gonna give her a new pair of boots
I’m gonna give a little kitty something
I’m gonna give her something to chew.
If I could just return time
Hide behind the green clothes-line
Watch ol’ Tom in the pouring rain
Waiting for his hour, again.
I’m gonna give a little birdy something
Birdy told me something new
I’m gonna give that little birdy something
And I’ll serve it in a pie for you.
If I could just change my mind
Hang it out on the washing-line
Leave ol’ Tom to the pouring rain
I’m wiser now but it feels the same.
I’m gonna take your little fishies somewhere
I’m gonna take them to the ocean blue
I’m gonna let the little fishies go there
But the freedom is not for you.
No - the freedom is not for you.
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