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Inspired by one of those mornings when you felt like you had just closed your eyes and bam! It was time to get up.

That Cock Just Crowed
(02/04/09)

(V)
Can’t believe that cock just crowed.
Doesn’t seem that long at all
when I fell asleep ‘side Betty.
Yet here it is and here I am
startin’ another day.
Can’t believe that cock just crowed.
Like he’s nothing’ new to say.

(V)
Coffee’s on, dog’s let out, now he‘s
scratchin’ at the door.
Brown bag sittin’, ready to go,
soon off to the tug and war.
Sun’s now up in a cloudless sky’
Thought it was suppose to rain?
Can’t believe that cock just crowed.
Dose he know that he’s a pain?

(Chorus)
Sun up, sun down, ‘round and ‘round.
‘Round and ‘round she goes.
When she stops, if it stops,
will I be around to know?
If it does, when it does,
wonder what I’ll say?
Can’t believe that cock just crowed.
Will he crow come judgment day?

(V)
Clear the table, fill the sink,
then out to earn my bread.
Not much different from them ants.
Keep the brood well fed.
Back and forth, there to here.
Then do it all again.
Can’t believe that cock just crowed.
Should call his mother hen. (Chorus)

(V)
Day is done begin the run
and make my way back home.
Enjoy the meal, the company.
Our personal metronome.
Relax awhile, then off to bed,
and soon fall off to sleep.
Can’t believe that cock just crowed.
That dirty rotten, “Beep!”

Copyright © 2009 by Douglas Murphy