July Bird

Hey little bird, you flew through the window right into the front room

And we knew it was you by the way that you flew

Look for your dad now with his thumb in the dirt, your mom’s getting strong now

It’s July 31, and I can’t keep my mouth shut about you

My lips are loose no matter what I do

Singing about you

Singing songs about you

Yea but one friend told a lady on the plane and one friend told a cab driver another said same grade

We all love an addition to our family parade and every little whisper is a song sung just the same for you

Like the waters are warm now, there’s smoke in the sky

what use has a spring kid for a summer lullaby?

Well every story line is wide and new and the seasons will conspire no matter what story you choose

There’s no rush to choose.

Yea well one friend told a lady on the plane

One friend told a cab driver another said same grade

We all love an addition to our family parade

And every little whisper is a song sung just the same for you, little bird.

You flew through the window, right out of the front room

And we knew it was you by the way that you flew

By the way that you flew

On your own way you flew