One Foot in the Cradle

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One Foot in the CradleI was sandin’ a fine piece of oakSippin’ beer and thinkin’ how my folksTell me what a funny child I useta beI’d point at the window…smile n laughAt the morning shining through the glassCos the sunlight captured innocence in meSome grow up and think they’ve seen it allLose the spark they had when they were smallBut you’re half dead if dawn has nothin’ to giveSo I try to liveLike I’ve never seen a fiery sunrise beforeOr a red moon risin’ from an eastern shoreI try to travel and take chances when I’m ableBut roads must wind and rivers must bendSo I take ev’ry step toward the endWith faith in tomorrow and one foot in the cradleSongs of Autumn swallows in the skyAre as soothing as a lullabyeFall leaves never fail to paint me something newAnd the soft touch of the southern windIs like mama’s cheek against my skinMy dreams’ll always rent me a room with a viewThey say time is a train that’s roarin’ pastSo live each day like it’s your lastBut that makes dawn sound like a curseSo I live them like my firstchorusWhen I finished makin’ that rockin’ bed for my sonI prayed he’d always keep his spirit young...chorus©2007 Robert George