Trinity

Short by one, this trinity, short by something celery
Get you into that garden, see and
Dig you some of that vine, vine
Anything that you get your hands on
Anything that strikes your fine
Eye for all things supper-time
Anything that you mind, mind

Talkin' 'bout my sons on my knee
Talkin' 'bout us on the front porch, see
Talkin' 'bout my girl on my knee
Talkin' 'bout this on Sunday, Sunday
Cookin' up life and gumbo, gumbo
Cookin' up somethin', somethin', we
Talkin' 'bout comin', comin', comin'
Talkin' 'bout what we ought to be
Thinkin' 'bout time and somethin', somethin'
Thinkin' 'bout what you do to me
Comin' up snake eyes, snake eyes
Rollin' out every last thing we see

Short by one thing, fennel seed
Stop the oyster-shuckin', see
Got to have my butter be
Ready, set -- if not, then we
Talkin' 'bout my sons on my knee
Talkin' 'bout us on the front porch, see
Talkin' 'bout my girl next to me
Nothin' but things on Sunday, we



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Writer(s): Nick Barnes
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