Let’s All Walk To Sunshine!

I’m gonna take a walk,

Don’t have no time to play around.

I’m gonna take a walk

People,

I gotta be where prosperity is still found.

I gonna take a walk,

Don’t have no time to frolic

Or for small talk.

I don’t like it but I fear I’m

Big city bound.

Yeah,

I’m not crazy about living in

Any over sized town.

Most I’ve been to are filled with way too many

Plastic people and silly misfit clowns.

I’m gonna shut this cabin door,

Sweet Sunshine here I come!

I’m gonna go where there are pots of gold,

Hey

Sweet Sunshine here I come!

I’m gonna weld and shoe shine for good trade

And get me some!

At least there

I can turn a profit before I’m old.

Sunshine is where the tig-bitties live,

It’ll be a great big bouncin’ party parade!

Sunshine is where them monster tig-bitties live,

I feel when I get there I’ll truly have it made!

I hear

I can find an acre of’ em to wallow around in

‘Neath a creekside black oak shade.

In Sunshine

We’ll have plenty of good ole mountain dew,

Come on now and let’s all go grab us a jug!

In Sunshine

They say we’ll have plenty of good ole mountain dew,

So let’s all go and pull us a plug!

We’ll all go sit around and sip

While them over- blessed beauties

Bounce around in their birthday skin,

And I promise I’ll try hard not to sin.

H.L. Dowless is a thirty five year writer who loves travel, exploring, and living life on the edge.