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Song about little people who hide your kitchen spoons in the dirt. You'll recognize the beautiful harmony and piano work of our dear and talented friends, Roxy and Gail, to whom I am much indebted to for their generous contributions to a song that has always been special to me. And of course Jack, (THE davisamerica) who added the whimsical colorings with his sitar, harp,and tuba.....yes, tuba.
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Lyrics
Erika
Happy face in the garden
She’s wearing socks full of holes
With rocks in her pockets
And dirt on her nose
Get right up those stairs Erika
Don’t forget to brush your hair Erika
Strawberry lips
And rosy cheeks
Corn silk hair
Blue eyes that won’t sleep
Get right into bed Erika
Lay down that pretty head Erika
Dream of when you’re older
When you meet that soldier
Who lifts you to your pony and leads you
To castles in the clouds
Where you can see for miles
All the birds, you’ve given names
They’re so happy that you came
To fly with them down to the trees
Your little fingers in the breeze
Dream of only sweet things
The beauty that you’ve seen
Like the sunshine on the rainfall and the colors
That spill into your eyes
You waltz across the sky
And dance among the clouds
Your little heart has been aroused
And you sing to them, your many friends
All the creatures of the wind
It’s morning in the garden
Little girls comb their hair
And watch from their windows
Little birds in the chilly air
Be sure to dress warm Erika
Don’t wear those socks that are torn Erika
Happy face in the garden
She’s wearing socks full of holes
With rocks in her pockets
And dirt on her nose
Get right up those stairs Erika
Don’t forget to brush your hair Erika
Strawberry lips
And rosy cheeks
Corn silk hair
Blue eyes that won’t sleep
Get right into bed Erika
Lay down that pretty head Erika
Dream of when you’re older
When you meet that soldier
Who lifts you to your pony and leads you
To castles in the clouds
Where you can see for miles
All the birds, you’ve given names
They’re so happy that you came
To fly with them down to the trees
Your little fingers in the breeze
Dream of only sweet things
The beauty that you’ve seen
Like the sunshine on the rainfall and the colors
That spill into your eyes
You waltz across the sky
And dance among the clouds
Your little heart has been aroused
And you sing to them, your many friends
All the creatures of the wind
It’s morning in the garden
Little girls comb their hair
And watch from their windows
Little birds in the chilly air
Be sure to dress warm Erika
Don’t wear those socks that are torn Erika
Feter
A song with all the magic around what can be but
a classic gem ..but realy its not fair ..Roxy and
Gail?? wow ..but why not its Terry's !! ..the
signature on the vocals and the tune says Terry's
the kind of songs you dont want to end ..just
go on and on ...I realy love it ..such a gem
thnx alot for the sitar and tuba Jack ..touch of
a master ..Deepest Bow to all !!!!