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Some songs I've writtenMostly I write fiction, but all my life I've been a songwriter, too. From time to time I'll post some samples here. For openers, here's a song called Hundred Acre Wood from the songwriting team of Joe Cottonwood and Will Fourt. It sounds like this: (listen here) (1816 KB) Will is the singer. Hundred Acre Wood Blue wing butterfly With hairy legs - oh my oh my! Fluttering through your neighborhood One hundred acre wood. A hole in the fence by the maple tree Cross the creek at the gravel bar Up the hill picking blackberries To the shack on the hill with the junker car. The shotgun lady lives in there Her temper's always sore Rotten apples all over the yard Throw one at her front door. Run run as fast as you can She saw you throw, screen door slam Down that hill where the sawmill stood One hundred acre wood. Amy would go there to watch the birds Oriole warbler and jay She was insie, I was outsie Checked them every day. Wood thrush - musical song Sounds like Amy, then it's gone We never knew we had it so good One hundred acre wood. I carved her name in a white birch tree Never could say why Her dad got transferred to Oregon I cried that day she said good-bye. Luna moth, big as a bird Sits on my shoulder - how absurd! I'd go back if only I could One hundred acre wood. Lyrics copyright 2007 by Joe Cottonwood |
