Words Get In the Way

Song written and performed by John Richter

I woke up this morning
In a deep, deep sweat
Thinking I need to tell her
How much I love her

So I practiced in the mirror
for about an hour or so
Before I realized that
These words just get in the way

So i said, Johnny,
Sit down at that piano
and find a way to let her know
So here you go

We’ll wrap it all up nice
in this little package baby
and send it over to you
in this here way

I really love you,
I just love you
I can’t sing about mountains,
and clouds and skies and blues and
birds and stars…..

‘Cause that’s not what you are to me
You’re somebody who takes my hand
And lets me be me……

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© 2015 John Allen Richter
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Sunday Funnies

Song Written and performed by John Richter, 2015

I remember mama down in the kitchen
Cooking those eggs
I Heard her pop ’em on the griddle
I can still smell the coffee brewing in the kettle

And daddy sittin’ in his easy chair
just over there
Reading the Sunday morning paper
Funnies were all over the floor
I don’t read them no more
I don’t read the funnies no more.

There’s so many times in my life
I want to go back
I want to shake daddy’s hand
And say you know I love you
I want to kiss momma’s cheek
and say thank you, from me

And I don’t know what I’m gonna do
I think I’ll just sit here with you
and read the Sunday funnies……

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© 2015 John Allen Richter
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