Garden Song (The Avocado Song)

It’s morning in the tropical garden
All the plants and the earth are fresh and clean
Billy goes outside to weed and to prune
And as he worked along he whistled a contented tune

Billy wore a hardhat when he worked outside
Especially underneath the avocado tree
Cause that tree had avocado the size of Colorado
And when they fell they hit the ground like a tsunami

Dolores was in the house watching the shopping channel
She liked to look at the sparkling jewelry
She was eating apple pie and thinking with a sigh
Someday I know I’m going to hit the lottery

Mmm mm mm mm mmmmmm
Mmm mm mm mm mmm
Mmm mm mm mm mmmmmm
Mmm mm mm mm mmm

The sun is getting low in that garden now
Billy comes in and he’s tired and dirty
Kisses Dolores on the cheek and he gives her nose a tweak
Saying darling I love you and you sure look pretty

Dolores just smiled and said that garden’s gone to your head
You’re talking nonsense now Billy my dear
But you know I’ve loved you true since 1952
When we came out west to settle down here

Mmm mm mm mm mmmmmm
Mmm mm mm mm mmm
Mmm mm mm mm mmmmmm
Mmm mm mm mm mmm

It’s morning in the tropical garden
All the plants and the earth are fresh and clean
Billy goes outside to weed and to prune
And as he worked along he whistled a contented tune
And as he worked along he whistled a contented tune
And as he worked along he whistled a contented tune

© 2007, Kyle Alden