"Baby Spoons" genre: Folk
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	Asks a few questions a child might require of a loving parent...marvels at the rigors of the "ROAD"
	CD: From Here To JUBILEE   Label: Kolo Credits: Ron Keithe, 2nd, and lead guitar. Vicki Helber, harmony vocals
	Story Behind the Song Asks a few musical questions: Is a paradise a gamble, either way you play the game? Now that we can send a rocket past Jupiter and its moons, How come we can't turn all those army tanks into Baby Spoons? Written in the eighties before the "EVIL" Empire fell, and since then I've seen a picture of baby buggies being made in a former missile component factory! Lyrics I thank the Lord, I thank the Lord, for being so kind For giving me, for giving me, the gift of my mind And the ability to forget what I've left behind But sometimes my memory is all I can find I'm out walking in the arms of love Spirit fills this world like a hand in a glove My heart is soaring on the wings of a dove Soul is empty, like the clear sky above No need to worry what the future may bring Find yourself against the wall, you learn about scorpion sting Yet, love is waiting for you, like your child on a swing It's the one thing, it's the one thing, that makes our heart sing I stood along the hiway side, seeking my tumbleweed paper fame I met many kinds of dealers and thieves, each of us seeking someone else to blame Still, I wonder, is a paradise a gamble, either way you play the game? Now, maybe you can tell me, who really is the keeper of the eternal flame I'm out walking in the arms of love Spirit fills this world like a hand in a glove My heart is soaring on the wings of a dove Soul is empty, like the clear sky above No need to worry what the future may bring Find yourself against the wall, you learn about scorpion sting Yet, love is waiting for you, like your child on a swing It's the one thing, it's the one thing, that makes our heart sing So, now, I ask this question, when I sing on the streets, and in saloons With the help of this prayerful rhyme, and the aid of this simple tune Now that we can send a rocket past Jupiter and its moons How come we can't turn all those army tanks into Baby Spoons? Now that we can send a rocket past Jupiter and its moons How come we can't turn all those army tanks into Baby Spoons?

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