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MAKING PIES
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MAKING PIES,
Patty Griffin
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It's not far
i can walk
down the block
to tabletalk
close my eyes
make the pies all day
Plastic a cap
on my hair
i used to mind
now i don't care
i used to mind
now i don't care
cause i'm gray
Did i show you this picture of my nephew
taken at his big birthday surprise
at my sister's house last sunday
this is monday and i'm making pies
i'm making pies
making pies
pies
Thursday nights
i go and type
down at the church
for father mike
it gets me out
and he ain't hard to like
at all
Jesus stares at me
in my chair
with his big blue eyes
and his honey brown hair
and he's looking at me
way up there
on the wall
Did i show you this picture of my sweetheart
taken of us before the war
of the greek and his italian girl
one sunday at the shore
We tied our ribbons to the fire escape
they were taken by the birds
who flew home to the country
as the bombs rained on the world
5am
here i am
walking the block
to tabletalk
you could cry or die
or just make pies all day
i'm making pies
making pies
making pies
making pies
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It's not far i can walk down the block to tabletalk close my eyes make the pies all day Plastic a cap on my hair i used to mind now i don't care i used to mind now i don't care cause i'm gray Did i show you this picture of my nephew taken at his big birthday surprise at my sister's house last sunday this is monday and i'm making pies i'm making pies making pies pies Thursday nights i go and type down at the church for father mike it gets me out and he ain't hard to like at all Jesus stares at me in my chair with his big blue eyes and his honey brown hair and he's looking at me way up there on the wall Did i show you this picture of my sweetheart taken of us before the war of the greek and his italian girl one sunday at the shore We tied our ribbons to the fire escape they were taken by the birds who flew home to the country as the bombs rained on the world 5am here i am walking the block to tabletalk you could cry or die or just make pies all day i'm making pies making pies making pies making pies
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