Don't know nothin' 'bout hydrology. Don't know much geology. Do okay at arkitekcher1 though, But don't know why I always build so slow. But I do know how to build with sand, And with you with me to lend a hand, What a wonderful day by the sea. Don't know much about the hills and all. Don't know where the rain's s'posed to fall. Don't know much about the risin' sea. Don't know who that little girl could be. But I do know how to walk all day, And with you with me to lead the way, What a wonderful walk this would be. Now I don't claim to be an ex-plorer, But I'm tryin' to be. And I think that maybe A walk with you, baby, Might a-splain this world to me. Don't know why the dirt was turning gray.2 Don't know how to aim a trebuchet.3 Don't know why the water tastes so foul.5 Don't know if I thought to pack a towel.8 But the sea is big; the river's small. And with you with me too see it all, What a wonderful walk this would be.
Posted on 2013-05-02 03:07 by jjjdavidson.