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Trees in the Breeze

by Wattle & Daub

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1.
On the Dance Floor My father’s name was Buck And he loved his darling Pearl Ever since that first time He took her for a twirl On the dance floor. Whenever music played He would take her by the hand They would hold each other close And listen to the band On the dance floor I would watch in wonder While I sat and stared She was Ginger Rogers He her Fred Astaire On the dance floor. And they’d do a two step Man they really moved And when they did the Polka There was nothing left to prove. But when they danced a waltz And moved together slow He led, she followed The way only lovers would know My father’s name was Buck And he loved his darling Pearl Ever since that first time He took her for a twirl On the dance floor.
2.
Comin' Out of the Dark Comin’ put of the dark Did you think we could? Comin’ put of the dark Did you think we would? Kinda feelin’ hopeful About things to come Don’t that sunshine feel good? Throw the windows open Let the fresh air in What a long long winter This whole year has been Put on your new shoes Take a walk outside Don’t that sunshine feel good? Comin’ put of the dark Did you think we could? Comin’ put of the dark Did you think we would? Kinda feelin’ hopeful About things to come Don’t that sunshine feel good? All the birds are singing High up in the trees Makes it all seem worth it when you Have days this these It’s so nice to see you Ya know it’s been a while Don’t that sunshine feel good? Comin’ put of the dark Did you think we could? Comin’ put of the dark Did you think we would? Kinda feelin’ hopeful About things to come Don’t that sunshine feel good? Comin’ put of the dark Did you think we could? Comin’ put of the dark Did you think we would? Kinda feelin’ hopeful About things to come Don’t that sunshine feel good? Don’t that sunshine feel good?
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Voices 03:11
Voices “She sang in a voice not everybody understood.” Tried to raise her children right Did the best she could Winter days were dark Summer nights were long She always called them home Before the lights came on And now she’s gone, And just like hers Life didn’t turn out The way you planned You find out now You’re singing in her voice And no one understands She was a daughter and a wife A sister and a mother too Doing what so many Of us have to do A cashier in the checkout line When the times were tough It wasn’t what she dreamed But it was good enough And now she’s gone, And just like hers Life didn’t turn out The way you planned You find out now You’re singing in her voice And no one understands It wasn’t always easy But she treated everybody kind Hoping for the good And the love that she could find She sang of goodness and of love Of honor and the just In the voice of every woman Doing what she must And now she’s gone, And just like hers Life didn’t turn out The way you planned You find out now You’re singing in her voice And no one understands And now she’s gone, And just like hers Life didn’t turn out The way you planned You find out now You’re singing in her voice And no one understands And now she's gone
4.
Waterfalls and Butterflies The world is big The world in round It spins through space Without a sound And every year Since the first one It makes a trip Around the sun This planet Earth Our island home The strong green trees The ocean foam The rivers wide The mountains tall This planet Earth That loves us all And now the day Has become night We turn away From sun’s bright light And when you wake We will have spun Around again To face the sun Go to sleep Close your eyes May you dream Of waterfalls and butterflies Go to sleep Close your eyes May you dream Of starlit skies The world is big The world in round It spins through space Without a sound And every year Since the first one It makes a trip Around the sun
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Who’s To Blame Cities under bridges over roads of the poor These skid row towns have been here before Mothers and daughters, fathers and sons No longer just drunks out on a bum Once we had a land where we thought we fit in But you’re too damn afraid to admit to your sins You hide us away, but we ain’t ashamed If you looked in the mirror, you’d see who’s to blame. Working two jobs ain’t enough for the rent All that we own is in a car or a tent We’re the poor and the needy sleeping in parks And the rich hire cops to come raid in the dark Once we had a land where we thought we fit in But you’re too damn afraid to admit to your sins You hide us away, but we ain’t ashamed If you looked in the mirror, you’d see who’s to blame. You say we have rights and we all have a voice But then you pass laws and and take away choice Our children are hungry and we’re running on empty We don’t have enough while others have plenty. Once we had a land where we thought we fit in But you’re too damn afraid to admit to your sins You hide us away, but we ain’t ashamed If you looked in the mirror, you’d see who’s to blame. Once we had a land where we thought we fit in But you’re too damn afraid to admit to your sins You hide us away, but we ain’t ashamed If you looked in the mirror, you’d see who’s to blame. If you looked in the mirror, you’d see who’s to blame.
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Welcome Mat 03:20
WELCOME MAT It’s so absurd you can’t believe it Whatever you’ve heard, it’s worse than that Reality is I guarantee it Been trod on lit it’s a welcome mat Oooooooooooohhh Oooooooooooohhh Oooooooooooohhh Ooooooohhh What does a man know What does a man see How can a man tell What he should believe God gave him a mind And God gave him eyes To use his good sense To weed out the lies It’s so absurd you can’t believe it Whatever you’ve heard, it’s worse than that Reality is I guarantee it Been trod on lit it’s a welcome mat Oooooooooooohhh Oooooooooooohhh Oooooooooooohhh Ooooooohhh Listen now friends I want you to know That there are good people Wherever you go But there are for sure Some people you’ll find Who, believe it or not, Are not so inclined. It’s so absurd you can’t believe it Whatever you’ve heard, it’s worse than that Reality is I guarantee it Been trod on lit it’s a welcome mat Oooooooooooohhh Oooooooooooohhh Oooooooooooohhh Ooooooohhh
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1948 01:58
1948 Once I met a good man Now there’s a story I could tell When I first I looked in his eyes I knew he’d treat me well It was 1948, A cold December day I could hardly breathe I had no words to say But he took me by the hand Said life’s a journey not a fable I will help along the way Just as long as I am able. There were days I never knew Exactly what he meant Sometimes I now regret The wasted time I spent Many years I roamed around Without a purpose or an aim Always I could return And he'd treat me just the same If I could share his secret You know I surely would Must have learned his lesson When he told me I done good. There still are days I don’t know Exactly what he meant But now I know those days with him Were days well spent.
8.
Do Ya Wanna Be My Friend? Hey there’s a kid that goes to school with us I saw that kid today riding on my bus Do you know the kid I mean Chewin’ on a jelly bean Maybe we could all be friends Maybe you’re purple Maybe you’re blue Maybe you do some things That we don’t do Maybe you see the world in a different way I see you and you’re okay Maybe you’re purple Maybe you’re blue Maybe you do some things That we don’t do Maybe you see the world in a different way I see you and you’re okay I saw the kid today sitting on a bench Doesn’t talk to anyone, maybe speaks French Doesn’t say anything Sure likes coloring Maybe we could all be friends Maybe you’re purple Maybe you’re blue Maybe you do some things That we don’t do Maybe you see the world in a different way I see you and you’re okay I wonder if the kid feel just like me Maybe I should ask the kid and then we’d see I bet that we’re just the same I could ask, “Hey, what’s your name? Do ya wanna be my friend?” Do ya wanna be my friend? Do ya wanna be my friend? You don’t have to talk a lot At lunchtime I will save a spot … For you Do ya wanna by my friend? Do ya wanna be my friend? Do ya wanna be my friend? You don’t have to talk a lot At lunchtime I will save a spot … For you Do ya wanna by my friend?
9.
Lives Well Lived Victoria Dress danced on many a stage It’s when she felt the most free She taught others to dance She said take a chance I want you to come dance with me Each star in the sky is one of a billion Each of these souls are one in a million Once under the sun Now over the moon Too many good people gone … too soon And old Jim Henkel walked to work every day Vietnam left him near blind He never complained His kids knew that they’d Been taught the best way to live life Each star in the sky is one of a billion Each of these souls are one in a million Once under the sun Now over the moon Too many good people gone … too soon Dorothy Taylor was the picture of grace She was always impeccably dressed She was patient and kind Leaving no one behind To know was to be truly blessed Each star in the sky is one of a billion Each of these souls are one in a million Once under the sun Now over the moon Too many good people gone … too soon These lives lived so well Left stories to tell Too many good people gone … too soon
10.
4th of July 05:01
4th of July This Fourth on July There was no parade Can’t celebrate Til debts have been paid I miss the old times But not the old ways I can’t write a love song today The whitewashed the history They taught us in school And left out the parts Where we looked like fools The truth of the past Won’t go away And I can’t write a love song today My home looks different to me It’s the land of the brave but not all are free We’ve got talkin’ to do, there’s lots more to say And I can’t write a love song today I heard the stories But I didn’t see Til the murdered a man And he dies on tv A knee on his neck On constant replay And I can’t write a love song today My home looks different to me It’s the land of the brave but not all are free We’ve got talkin’ to do, there’s lots more to say And I can’t write a love song today No I can’t write a love song today
11.
Sticks and Mud Wattle and daub Wattle and daub All it takes is some wattle and daub Sticks and mud will do the job All it takes is some wattle and daub All it takes is some wattle and daub Good things in life are made to last Built and nourished but not too fast If you love someone, treat them right Hold them close and hug them tight Hold them close and hug them tight Wattle and daub Wattle and daub All it takes is some wattle and daub Sticks and mud will do the job All it takes is some wattle and daub All it takes is some wattle and daub That old book just sittin’ on the shelf Says love your neighbor as yourself Maybe the best way to run this nation Is neighborly love and imagination Is neighborly love and imagination Wattle and daub Wattle and daub All it takes is some wattle and daub Sticks and mud will do the job All it takes is some wattle and daub All it takes is some wattle and daub A mother’s love can sure go far Singing lullabies about that star And when her child scrapes her knee She gives it a kiss and sets her free She gives it a kiss and sets her free Wattle and daub Wattle and daub All it takes is some wattle and daub Sticks and mud will do the job All it takes is some wattle and daub All it takes is some wattle and daub Sometimes life don’t treat folks right That’s the time to stand and fight There’s nowhere else to place the blame Rub some dirt on it, get back in the game Rub some dirt on it, get back in the game Wattle and daub Wattle and daub All it takes is some wattle and daub Sticks and mud will do the job All it takes is some wattle and daub All it takes is some wattle and daub Wattle and daub Wattle and daub All it takes is some wattle and daub Sticks and mud will do the job All it takes is some wattle and daub All it takes is some wattle and daub

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released January 10, 2023

All songs by Tim and Susan Mocarski
Susan Mocarski vocals, guitar
Tim Mocarski vocals, banjo, harmonica

Recorded at Dusty Records USA

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Wattle & Daub Chicago, Illinois

Wattle & Daub’s authentic acoustic voice is rooted in their passion for the power of the folk tradition. From the heart of the midwest, in northern Illinois, husband and wife singer-songwriters, Tim and Susan Mocarski are dedicated to participation, social commentary, and entertainment. Their songs range from just plain fun to those focused on what it means to be human in these times ... more

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