Hi Too Loo Rye
Mother, once I awoke as an old man
My name was Stanley Forbes
And I threw tin cans
At everyone who passed my porch
I don't know why I did
But I didn't throw them at the kids, so
I was a good guy
I remember yellin'
Hi, too loo rye
It's the day before I die, so why?
Too loo rye
'Cause everybody walking by?
Oh hi, too loo rye
It's the day before I die
And I wanna sigh and cry
Alongside my brothers
Mother, once I awoke as a squirrel
And I jumped from tree to tree to tree to tree
It was me, at the acme of my career
I saved all I caught that year
Which is a lot of acorns, let me tell you
I was very resourceful
And I cried
Too loo rye
This is how it feels to fly so high
Too loo rye
This ain't nothing cash could buy
Oh hi, too loo rye
Tomorrow, I could die
So I'm gonna climb the pines and
Have myself a time
Mother, I dreamt I died last night
See, I was a lightbulb
Left on a little too long
And I burned till I was dead
With a hundred good ideas in my head
But I forgot 'em all
And they tried to throw me away
But hey! When they grabbed ahold of me
They all would burn their hands and see that
I was still quite hot with thought and so
A little thought they got that
They should keep me
As a kind of warmth you can't get from
A stove or hearth
And so I sought and thought and fought
But then cooled down and said
Oh hi, too loo rye
To think I had a light inside
When I try, too loo rye
To remember what I wanted to find
So sigh, too loo rye
I thought that I had died
But I think tonight I've got it right
I'm Stanley and the squirrel, the invisible light
I'm a lover, liar, humble fire, I'm a little spider
And a chicken on the wire
Climbin', tryin'
Sighin', cryin'
Laughin', high fivin'
Slowly dyin'
But I swear now, that's alright!
Yeah I swear now, that's alright
Dear mother, I'm alright
My name was Stanley Forbes
And I threw tin cans
At everyone who passed my porch
I don't know why I did
But I didn't throw them at the kids, so
I was a good guy
I remember yellin'
Hi, too loo rye
It's the day before I die, so why?
Too loo rye
'Cause everybody walking by?
Oh hi, too loo rye
It's the day before I die
And I wanna sigh and cry
Alongside my brothers
Mother, once I awoke as a squirrel
And I jumped from tree to tree to tree to tree
It was me, at the acme of my career
I saved all I caught that year
Which is a lot of acorns, let me tell you
I was very resourceful
And I cried
Too loo rye
This is how it feels to fly so high
Too loo rye
This ain't nothing cash could buy
Oh hi, too loo rye
Tomorrow, I could die
So I'm gonna climb the pines and
Have myself a time
Mother, I dreamt I died last night
See, I was a lightbulb
Left on a little too long
And I burned till I was dead
With a hundred good ideas in my head
But I forgot 'em all
And they tried to throw me away
But hey! When they grabbed ahold of me
They all would burn their hands and see that
I was still quite hot with thought and so
A little thought they got that
They should keep me
As a kind of warmth you can't get from
A stove or hearth
And so I sought and thought and fought
But then cooled down and said
Oh hi, too loo rye
To think I had a light inside
When I try, too loo rye
To remember what I wanted to find
So sigh, too loo rye
I thought that I had died
But I think tonight I've got it right
I'm Stanley and the squirrel, the invisible light
I'm a lover, liar, humble fire, I'm a little spider
And a chicken on the wire
Climbin', tryin'
Sighin', cryin'
Laughin', high fivin'
Slowly dyin'
But I swear now, that's alright!
Yeah I swear now, that's alright
Dear mother, I'm alright
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Writer(s): Christine Frances Quinlan
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