Words and Music by Matt Hanley
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Tide is rising; that’s cause of moon
Those purple flowers protect the dune
Life in the ocean, an organic stew
And how do I fit in? What do I do?
Trees make colors; give home to those birds
Cows make milk which can turn into curds
These wonderful creatures, the old and the new
And how do I fit in? What do I do? What do I do?
I must have a purpose. What do I do?
I dig Marie. I dig Marie
I dig Marie. I dig Marie
A natural beauty, I hope she digs me
I dig Marie. I dig Marie
The ferry captain tows folks over there
And on their arrival, they do as they dare
The baker makes donuts the brewer makes brew
Each has a purpose. I know I do too
I dig Marie. I dig Marie
I dig Marie. I dig Marie
Wren’s gathering twigs for a bird’s nest
The river captain ferries those folks there
I’ve arrived at the answer to my purpose
I’ll go with Marie anywhere
I dig Marie. I dig Marie
I dig Marie. I dig Marie
A natural beauty, I hope she digs me
I dig Marie. I dig Marie
I dig Marie. I dig Marie
I dig Marie. I dig Marie
I dig Marie. I dig Marie
I dig Marie. I dig Marie
© 2020 by Matthew P. Hanley (BMI)