Sing Me

I’ve got some pictures of us, we’re all at the shore
I must’ve been four then I couldn’t have been more
My father was holding me up just for show
My mother was posing like Marilyn Monroe
They taught me a song that I never forgot
It went, little things mean a lot
Play me one of the songs
And you take me over the fields and farms
When I was a boy and life was a joy
I never got over
Sing me one of the songs
And you’ve got me, rock me to sleep in your arms
The way that you did when I was a kid
In the summers of clover
Here is another I never did like
When I ran away on that old broken down bike
A new baby brother came home that same day
I guess I just figured I’d be in the way
You bribed me with marbles and chocolate ice cream
And all I have to do is dream
Play me one of the songs
And you take me over the fields and farms
When I was a boy and life was a joy
I never got over