Little Pink Barn

She gets up in the morning
And checks the farm
Makes a pot of coffee
Lets the chickens run the yard

Collects the eggs
Films the garden
Just another day
Of what the Little pink barn is

She gets up in the morning
And checks the farm
Makes a pot of coffee
Lets the chickens run the yard

Collects the eggs
Films the garden
Just another day
Of what the Little pink barn is

They may know it's Po dunk
But the locals always show love
To the lady with the woven
Basket with the whole eggs

Look she's a baker
Makes the best sour dough you've ever tasted
The only thing better is her bagels
And her disposition, approach and angle

She taught me to get dirty, and how to make it rough
Make food from the earth and kneed it when it's tough

Life is like bread, soft when it's cut
But Hard on the outside, with a layer of crust
The people will be kneeding til the oven is stuffed
Bring in the heat and we'll be rising in up

A family of farmers, she was raise on shucks
Of corn and flowers as they bud

Well she taught me bought chickens
And how they eat the bugs
A lot about living and a little bought love

She gets up in the morning
And checks the farm
Makes a pot of coffee
Lets the chickens run the yard

Collects the eggs
Films the garden
Just another day
Of what the Little pink barn is

She gets up in the morning
And checks the farm
Makes a pot of coffee
Lets the chickens run the yard

Collects the eggs
Films the garden
Just another day
Of what the Little pink barn is
Her love is cosmic like it guides my heart
Like the stars, I'm enamored and Charmed
Lives down the road, never mad or to far
She knows what to do when times get hard

Her worst enemies are raccoons
Ever since she built her chicken coup

Knows how to provide from a seed in the ground
And how to bring fulfilling needs for the town
She may not be queen but deserves a crown
For everything she does, we're grateful and proud

Another day gone, another blessing lived
On earth that has had so much to give

After dusk when the stars are out and shine
I put my beer in the cozy and It's Miller time
She reads a bed story, tucks in her kid
And Lays her head down at night and then

She gets up in the morning
And checks the farm
Makes a pot of coffee
Lets the chickens run the yard

Collects the eggs
Films the garden
Just another day
Of what the Little pink barn is

She gets up in the morning
And checks the farm
Makes a pot of coffee
Lets the chickens run the yard

Collects the eggs
Films the garden
Just another day
Of what the Little pink barn is

She gets up in the morning
And checks the farm
Makes a pot of coffee
Lets the chickens run the yard

Collects the eggs
Films the garden
Just another day
Of what the Little pink barn is

She gets up in the morning
And checks the farm
Makes a pot of coffee
Lets the chickens run the yard

Collects the eggs
Films the garden
Just another day
Of what the Little pink barn is