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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Greg Brown
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Brown
Producer
Lyrics
I lived awhile without you,
Darn near half my life.
I no longer see our unborn children,
Born to you my unwed wife.
But yesterday I had a vision,
Beneath the tree where we once talked,
Of an old couple burning
Their love letters so their children
Won't be shocked.
Love calls like the wild birds
It's another day.
A Spring wind blew my list of
Things to do... away.
My friends are gettin' older,
So I guess I must be too.
Without their loving kindness,
I don't know what I'd do.
Oh the wine bottle's half empty
The money's all spent.
And we're a cross between our parents
And hippies in a tent.
Love calls like the wild birds
It's another day.
A Spring wind blew my list of
Things to do... away.
In a mucked up lovely river,
I cast my little fly.
I look at that river and smell it
And it makes me wanna cry.
Oh to clean our dirty planet,
Now there's a noble wish,
And I'm puttin' my shoulder to the wheel
'Cause I wanna catch some fish.
Love calls like the wild birds
It's another day.
A Spring wind blew my list of
Things to do... away.
Children go to sleep now
You know it's gettin' late.
I know you don't like to miss nothin'
And school ain't that great.
Oh, I'll dance with you when you're happy,
And hold you when you're sad,
And hope you know how glad I am,
Just to be you're Dad.
Love calls like the wild birds
It's another day.
A Spring wind blew my list of
Things to do... away.
Darlin' it's been a hard go
But I think we'll be okay.
I know I say that all the time
Like everything else I say.
Oh, I've been gone so often,
But every time I miss you,
And I don't really know nothin',
Except I like to kiss you.
Love calls like the wild birds
It's another day.
A Spring wind blew my list of
Things to do... away.
Writer(s): Gregory Dane Brown
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