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Enjoy Walking Momma's Dog Through the Graveyard,
performed by Cool Hand Uke ©2005 Dan Scanlan, Wish 'n' Wail Music, ASCAP |
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| Walkin’ Momma’s Dog Through the Graveyard ©2004 Dan Scanlan In the summer of my youth I thought I’d be a bard Playing the ukulele wasn’t very hard I’d find rhymes at odd-ball times My friends would think me a “card” In the summer of my youth, I thought I’d be a bard. When I hit my second childhood I sought my inner peace By wallowing in the spirit of gasolene and grease In my clench I held the wrench Of mechanical decrees It was in my second childhood I sought my inner peace. Now the rear-view mirror that looks back shows more than what’s ahead And the Mother who sang me too-ra-loo-ra joined with Dad the dead She paid her tax her soul relaxed Left her dog on her bed Mirror looking back shows more than what’s ahead. Now I’m walkin’ momma’s dog through the graveyard Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ra, angels keeping guard Walking momma’s dog through the graveyard. |
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