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Katie Dineen - All the Little Things Lyrics



Katie Dineen - All the Little Things Lyrics
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Well it's late in the morning
And birds are all chirping
I'm out on the front porch
Drinking a cold brew
And the jasmine is blooming
The sweet scent is so soothing
And the clouds are moving over
So the sun can peek through
And my yard is laughing with flowers
Colors of yellow purple and pink
And the bees have be thirsty for hours
Pausing at every bloom to drink
And I think it pisses god off
When you mow your grass
When he worked so hard on the wildflowers
And you just cut 'em back
And I think it pisses god off
When you drive too fast
When she worked so hard on the wildflowers
And you just drive on past
So quick
You don't even notice them
Yes I'm waiting on the front porch
For the doves to come back
I've sprinkled seeds on the sidewalk
And filled up the birdbath
And I'm listening to the mowers
In the distance and the blowers
And I'm wondering where my growers are at
Because my yard is laughing with flowers
Colors of yellow purple and pink
And the bees have be thirsty for hours
Pausing at every bloom to drink
And I think it pisses god off
When you mow your grass
When he worked so hard on the wildflowers
And you just cut 'em back
And I think it pisses god off
When you drive too fast
When she worked so hard on the wildflowers
And you just drive on past
So quick
You don't even notice them
And if you spend your whole short life
Trying to please that great big old man in the sky
You'll miss all the ways he's trying to please you too
Oh this whole wide world is just trying to please you
Why else for babies and puppies and the spring
Why else for mountains and rivers and the sea
Why else for sunshine and moonshine
And all the little things that make you happy
All the little things
All those little things
All the little things
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Well it's late in the morning
And birds are all chirping
I'm out on the front porch
Drinking a cold brew
And the jasmine is blooming
The sweet scent is so soothing
And the clouds are moving over
So the sun can peek through
And my yard is laughing with flowers
Colors of yellow purple and pink
And the bees have be thirsty for hours
Pausing at every bloom to drink
And I think it pisses god off
When you mow your grass
When he worked so hard on the wildflowers
And you just cut 'em back
And I think it pisses god off
When you drive too fast
When she worked so hard on the wildflowers
And you just drive on past
So quick
You don't even notice them
Yes I'm waiting on the front porch
For the doves to come back
I've sprinkled seeds on the sidewalk
And filled up the birdbath
And I'm listening to the mowers
In the distance and the blowers
And I'm wondering where my growers are at
Because my yard is laughing with flowers
Colors of yellow purple and pink
And the bees have be thirsty for hours
Pausing at every bloom to drink
And I think it pisses god off
When you mow your grass
When he worked so hard on the wildflowers
And you just cut 'em back
And I think it pisses god off
When you drive too fast
When she worked so hard on the wildflowers
And you just drive on past
So quick
You don't even notice them
And if you spend your whole short life
Trying to please that great big old man in the sky
You'll miss all the ways he's trying to please you too
Oh this whole wide world is just trying to please you
Why else for babies and puppies and the spring
Why else for mountains and rivers and the sea
Why else for sunshine and moonshine
And all the little things that make you happy
All the little things
All those little things
All the little things
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Writer: Katie Dineen
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Performed By: Katie Dineen
Language: English
Length: 4:47
Written by: Katie Dineen

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