Artisto: | Sean Brown (English) |
Uzanto: | xkat42 |
Daŭro: | 130 sekundoj |
Komenca paŭzo: | 12 sekundoj |
Tononoma sistemo: | Ne definita |
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Komentoj pri tabulaturo: | - |
The Club They Named MickMack
(to the tune of City of New Orleans)
Written and composed by Sean Brown July 2019
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Campin' in my trailer at MickMack
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Heritage Field or maybe even the woods
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Five campfires over sixty restless campers
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For sixty odd members and we hardly get a stitch of mail
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All along this northbound Odyssey
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As my truck rolls up the Woolistoo-key
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And rolls along the houses farms and fields
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Passing towns that have no name
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And front yards full of junk cars
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They're graveyards for the rusted automobiles
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Good morning Lake George how are you
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Say don't you know me I'm your native son
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I'm the park they call the club members of Mickmack
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we've kayaked five nautical miles when the day is done
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Dealing cards with with folks who drive a club car
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Penny a point ain't no one keeping score
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Pass the plastic cup that holds your bottle
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Listen for someone could be fumblin' with that door
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And the sons of other club members
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And the freinds of our volunteers
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Sleep in these magic carpets on wheels
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Mothers with their babes a sleep
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A rocking in the nightime heat
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And the music of the loons is all they hear
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Good morning Lake George how are you
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Say don't you know me I'm your native son
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I'm the park they call the club members of Mickmack
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I've kayaked five nautical miles when the day is done
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The sunsets on this place that call Mickmack
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Drop by the Acorn, maybe grab somethin'to eat
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Won't go home and until later Sunday morning
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We follow the river that flows into Bay of Fundee.
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And all the towns and people seem
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To fade into a good memories
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And the city folk still ain't heard the news
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When its time to pay your dues again
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Some members decide not to camp again
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This parks got the disappearing Mickmack blues
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Good morning Lake George how are you
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Say don't you know me I'm your native son
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I'm the park they call the club members of Mickmack
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I've kayaked five nautical miles when the day is done