Malvina Reynolds (1900 – 1978)
American folk/blues singer-songwriter and political activist.
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If you are a piano,
You will laugh on ev'ry string,
And if you are a girl or boy,
You'll sing.
There was a little boat sailed down the river,
Hull was a cup and sail was a feather,
Cum peedle ump pump pay.
And there's doctors and lawyers,
And business executives,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
Love is something if you give it away,
Give it away, give it away.
Love is something if you give it away,
You end up having more.
It's just like a magic penny,
Hold it tight and you won't have any.
Lend it, spend it, and you'll have so many
They'll roll all over the floor.
They don't know my head's full of me
And that I have my own special thing,
And there's no hole in my head.
Too bad.
Train whistle blowin',
Makes a sleepy noise;
Underneath their blankets
Go all the girls and boys.
Rockin', rollin', ridin',
Out along the bay,
All bound for Morningtown,
Many miles away.
Little man stood at the Mayor's door,
No one had ever seen him before,
Dressed in clothes of a gayer mood
Than ever are seen in Hollywood.
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