75 Septembers
Peter, Paul and Mary
Intro: In the year of the yellow cab shadowed by the great world war Third kid grandmom had came into this world On a rolling farm in Maryland when Wilson was the president when summer blew her goodbye threw the trees In a child of changing time growing up between the wars First rolling off my life when farmers close their doors I imagine to you back then with step in step in farmers den when horses rode their wagons through the fields Now the fields are off four lanes now the moon is now just the same are you warned of names of how things changed and how they stay the same Do you sit in this wonder how the time flies by doesn’t rarely seep alone with seventy five Septembers come and all Interlude:
