I heard a woman talking And to me what she said just made sense She was lamenting the state of affairs How some people can be so dense She said she had three wonderful children Two girls and their little brother And nobody gave her problems for loving Each child as much as the other
(Chorus) But they'll say you are bad Or perhaps you are mad Or at least you should stay undercover Your mind must be bare If you would dare To think you can love more than one lover
I really dig the redwood forests But the desert makes me want to sing And those little Irish villages When the churchbells ring I like to busk in Boston And hang out in the cafes in Berlin Yes, I like lots of different places And nobody tells me it's a sin
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I like Italian espresso But I also like French wine And now and then that BC bud Leaves me feeling oh so fine I like to get a buzz sometimes I like sobriety Most people understand this They also like variety
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Each one of the four seasons Leaves me feeling good Sitting in the shade in summer In the winter chopping wood Sometimes I love cloudy days But I also dig the sun But I don't think I'm crazy For having so much fun
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Created July, 2001 Copyright David Rovics 2001, all rights reserved