Frisky, hopping high
Like a fish out of water
Over the drying knee-high grass
A few stickers in my sox
The scent of hot dry sage
Memories of my youth, still with me
Listening today with headphones
To an album, Mint Tattoo
One of my favorites of '68
The bass player with full Precision
Blows my mind - him I'd imitate
Burns Kellogg before The Blue