Pineapple Crabapple

Lyrics
La, la, la-la-la, la Pineapple, crabapple, sweet smellin' lime Graham crackers, egg sauces, rhythm in time Song bittersweet, a musical treat I'm ridin' my bike singin' good things to eat Look at the colors, six kinds of green Blue, yellow flowers with orange in-between Butterfly wings such delicate things I'm ridin' along with my eyes wide open And I'm singin' a song, singin' a song I'm wheelin', I'm feelin', I'm happy and strong Pa-pa-pa, pa, pa I smell a skunk cabbage walkin' on the bog walk If I'm quiet enough I'll even hear the frogs talk La-la, la La-la, la Lyin' in a meadow with bluegrass and clover Soft summer breezes cover me over Weaving a bloom on harmony's loom Daffodils humming a hummingbird's tune Honeysuckle, milkweed, delightful temptation Blackberries, chokecherries, nature's creation A fragrance so rare like little kids' hair It's here now, it's there now, it's everywhere And I'm singin' a song, singin' a song It's real and I'm feelin' it's fragile and strong Pa-pa-pa, pa, pa Toes goin' squish-squash, slidin' through the wet moss A ditch runnin' gurgle slush, I think I'll try to jump across La-la, la Hair streaming windblown; legs wheeling round and round Road racin' under me, my bike blends into the sounds Of rhythm and time and seasons and rhyme I'm riding along and I feel like singing So I'll sing you a song, sing you a song I'm reelin', I'm feelin', I'm happy and strong Pa-pa-pa, pa, pa Sing you a song, pa-pa-pa, pa, pa Wheelin' along, pa-pa-pa, pa, pa Sing you a song, pa-pa-pa, pa, pa Wheelin' along, pa-pa-pa, pa, pa Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
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Credits
- Writers
- Sandy Zynczak
- John Hoover