I woke up smelling bacon with a pinecone in my side
I stuck my head out in the morning sun
There was one guy fixing breakfast and twenty singing songs
So I knew that breakfast never would get done
I crawled out of my sleeping bag and picked up my guitar
To start the day with coffee and a song (Texts of songs ) We'd built a singing city underneath the spreading trees
To join it all you do is sing along
With started in the morning with a hymn to the sun
We sang through lunch and dinner and we've hardly just begun
We'll try to sing a thousand songs before this day is done
And tomorrow there'll be a thousand more
I met a girl down by the fire from a green Missouri farm
She sang a song (Texts of songs ) she said her mother made
She sang about her father and the love he had to give
And I offered her a song (Texts of songs ) of mine in trade
She said she didn't have the time; she had to catch a train
And I feel a little sorry now and then
But when you hear a thousand songs I guess it has to be
There's some that you'll never hear again
A kid came up and said hello and said he knew my name
And he thought my songs were really where it's at
And then he sang a song (Texts of songs ) of his - he said it wasn't much
But I wish that I could write one song (Texts of songs ) like that
They used to say that making songs was only for the few
But we took these old guitars and proved them wrong
For music is a language most anyone can learn
And if you sing then you can write a song (Texts of songs )
We sang around a lantern when we should have been in bed
And everybody took a turn or two
Whenever one crawled off to sleep, another took his place
And everybody brought in something new
I used to think I knew most every song (Texts of songs ) there was to know
I could sing out any one you cared to call
But now I'd need three lifetimes just to learn what's going round
And if everybody's got a song (Texts of songs ), then no one's got em all
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