(Martha's song on The McGarrigle Hour CD from 1998) Here comes the daddy He's gonna knock me off my feet Here comes the daddy He's gonna knock us
Do you wanna wanna wanna grow up to be The kind you only wanna shut up And if time runs through your veins And causes you nothing but pain You're just
These flowers are coming up wild They're coming up, they're coming up They're coming up wild These flowers are coming up wild They're coming up, they
Left the pain before the dawn She never thought it would or could be easy Been inclined to carry on Hold my hard head And watch you walk out on me See