Patty Griffin - Making Pies текст песни

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Its not far

I can walk

Down the block

To tabletalk

Close my eyes

Make the pies all day

I stick a cap

On my hair

I used to mind

Now I dont care

I used to mind

Now I dont care

Cause Im great

Did I show you this picture of my nephew

Taken at his big birthday surprise

At my sisters house last sunday

This is monday and were making pies

Im making pies

Making pies

Pies

Thursday nights

I go and type

Down at the church

With father mike

It gets me out

And he aint hard to like

At all

Jesus stares at me

In my chair

With his big blue eyes

And his honey brown hair

And hes looking at me

Way up there

On the wall

Did I show you this picture of my sweetheart

Taken of us before the war

Of the greek and his italian girl

One sunday at the shore

We tied our ribbons to the fire escape

They were taken by the birds

Who flew home to the country

As the bombs rained on the world

5am

Here I am

Walking the block

To tabletalk

You could cry or die

Or just make pies all day

Im making pies

Making pies

Making pies

Making pies

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