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All on an April Fool's Day Sunday
Riding, riding we shall be
Homeward thru the waking spring
Clear 'cross Tennessee!

My best love was riding shotgun
Myself in the driver's seat
We went riding all day Sunday
Home for our loved ones all to see.
Unplug the bed, stretch and yawn.
Felt like ash in the crack of doom,
Leaving at the crack of Nine
From a cozy North Carolina room.

All on an April Fool's Day Sunday
Riding, riding we shall be
Homeward thru the waking spring
Clear 'cross Tennessee!

Left behind the Northern snow,
Fields of white, on the day before.
Off thru the frisky mountain rain,
Winter storms we'll chase no more!
Tunnels, trees and mountain fog,
Highway miles and a cloudy day,
Laughing streams and waterfalls,
Springtime splashing all the way!

All on an April Fool's Day Sunday
Riding, riding we shall be
Homeward thru the waking spring
Clear 'cross Tennessee!

New leaves rising on the vine
And flowers simply everywhere,
Never doubt the day was fine.
We rode as quickly as we dared!
April fools and flowers bold,
March is leaving like a lamb.
Knoxville, Nashville, Westward Ho!
(round the churchfolk traffic jams)

All on an April Fool's Day Sunday
Riding, riding we shall be
Homeward thru the waking spring
Clear 'cross Tennessee!

And here's our priestess at the door!
Merrily we greeted her.
Circle round for what's in store:
A pie in the face from a Minister!

All on an April Fool's Day Sunday
Riding, riding we shall be
Homeward thru the waking spring
Clear 'cross Tennessee!

All on an April Fool's Day Sunday
Riding, riding we shall be
Homeward thru the waking spring
To Memphis, Tennessee!

Carrot casts the circle round
And Rabbit rules the afternoon.
Keep your leaping summer fires--
We revel 'neath an April moon!

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