Hikin’ a football between his knees
runnin’ to catch a pass
Climbing up the friendly trees,
fallin’ in the grass
My brother Woody.
Singin’ a song and playin’ guitar
laughin’ at every goof
Tryin’ to touch the morning star
from the toolshed roof
My brother Woody
Don’t go away and leave the lights on
Curtain strings don’t get yanked
Gotta watch out for Mom "the Bomb"
Be good enough not to get spanked
My brother Woody
runnin’ to catch a pass
Climbing up the friendly trees,
fallin’ in the grass
My brother Woody.
Singin’ a song and playin’ guitar
laughin’ at every goof
Tryin’ to touch the morning star
from the toolshed roof
My brother Woody
Don’t go away and leave the lights on
Curtain strings don’t get yanked
Gotta watch out for Mom "the Bomb"
Be good enough not to get spanked
My brother Woody
Lyrics submitted by shaymanrock
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On the Best of Free Design CD there are some liner notes. Chris Dedrick comments on this song:
"Jason is no longer called "Woody," he and Yanella have little Cayla, and the generations roll along like pages in a family album. The songs hold constellations of memories fixed in the sky, there when we need release from the oppressive present."