Sharon Glassman - Bunches Of Love

“Bunches of Love”

© 2011, Sharon Glassman

http://sharonglassmanlive.com * sharon@sharonglassman.com *

VERSE:

In a little little little little village

with a sunny sunny sunny sky above

a hopeful hopeful hopeful hopeful farmer

is dreaming what his world could be made of

CHORUS:

I want to pick pick-pick-pick-pick you like an apple.

coo-coo-coo-coo to you like a dove.

I wanna squeeze squeeze you like a sweet, sweet grape

and bring you bunches of love.

VERSE:

On a leafy, leafy, leafy, leafy hillside

fitting every hand into a glove

a lovely, lovely, lovely, little seamstress

is dreaming what her world could be made of.

= CHORUS =

VERSE:

Well, the wind the wind the wind it came a-blowing

blew a little glove into the air.

Left it in the fine care of that farmer

who was working, planting, hoping, standing there.

The seamstress came a-running down that hillside

Saw her glove upon the farmer’s hand.

Smiled and kindly handed him the other.

You can hear them singing now across the land:

I want to pick pick pick pick pick you like an apple.

coo-coo-coo-coo to you like a dove.

I wanna squeeze squeeze you like a sweet sweet grape

and grow you bunches

and sew you bunches

and show you bunches of love.