Harbor Country

I am bending over
Picking-up the trash
Blowing in the yard
Too much, too much, too much, too much
I am bending over
Too much, too much, too much, too much
In front of the house
Picking up sticks
And pieces of trash
You better get ready
You better get ready
Go now, go now, go now
Go now, go now, go now
Better get ready
I look it up
We could have fun
What’cha you doing there
I look it up
Touching the ground
Too much, too much, too much, too much
He’s one of the young
Too much, too much, too much, too much
I look to then
Moonlight
Running around
Fresh as the grass
You wanna get along with dogs
We’re trying to grow
You wanna get along with dogs
Just as it’s been
Go now
Laying around
You want to get along with dogs
Fresh as the grass
You want to get along
Lay in the sun