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You’re a stone skipper
and a day tripper.
Somedays you’re just a little
sacred cow tipper.

You’re a deep thinker
and a cloud winker
Sometimes you’re too much
of a coffee shot drinker

You sing just like a bird
with all the beauty that you’ve heard.
and every single word makes me ping
baby sing, baby sing!

You’re a kite flyer
and a town crier
Somedays there is no one who can
make me feel higher.

You’re heart is made of gold.
such a beauty to behold.
but no one ever told you it’s not a ring.
baby sing. You can’t hold on to that thing.

You’re a string picker
and a cat fetch flicker
You always seem to know just how
to make this gal snicker.

There is so much left to see
for a soul that’s truly free.
Even the poison ivy’s lost it’s sting.
So baby Sing! Take to the wing.
Baby sing. Sweet baby sing.