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• Artiste: Franz Nicolay
• Titre: Hey Dad
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I got a memory like a stream with a stick The good ones flow by, the ugly ones stick Gather around and block up the flow 'Til the kids come down looking for something rotten and wet to throw Rainboots on and a plastic pitchfork If it weren't such a pleasure, it'd only be work Raincoats on, and run for the door If it weren't such a pleasure, it'd be just a chore Hey Dad! That river's running clear It's a good old harvest those rotten leaves'll be good for topsoil another year Hey Dad! That river's running clear Good for the topsoil, bad for the deer Mirror, mirror, on the wall What happened to those good things that happened last fall? Well, they all washed away with a nod and a grin Sometimes a victory's just something you win Well, they all washed away with a wink and a nod The losses they gather like leaves on a log Hey Dad! The riverbed's clogged It's a long, lonely winter, and a long hard slog Go get your sister, go grab that stick Don't let 'em build up, get it done quick Can't you feel it? What can I say? The river brings, and the river takes away I can see it! I can see where it goes! It came down from the mountain, and it went with the snow What can I give it? What will it cast away? What will it raise up? What will it bring come day? I can speak to it! I know what to say! Rinse your hands in the river, then raise them to pray Hey Dad! The riverbed's clogged It's a long, lonely winter, and a long hard slog Go get your sister, go grab that stick Don't let 'em build up, get it done quick