Little Joy Follow

Momma, someday you'll be so proud of me
You'll see me hanging in the New York gallery
Someday I'm gonna draw from the left side of my brain
People are gonna ask, is it brilliant or plain?

But as long as I don't know how to hang a Warhol
I keep sketching birds, that are all like herds
Very simple and true, like, you know, when we do do
And if you like them, yeah, but if you don't, stop there
'Cause I really don't care

I said, Papa someday I'm gonna write a symphony
48-piece band, all dressed up like me
I said, I'll write someday the satyrs of old songs

But as long as I can't get into Carnegie Hall
I keep writing songs that are all my own
Very simple and dumb, like I always have done
If you like them, yeah, but if you don't, too bad
'Cause it's all I have

Ever since I met her, I keep thinking
God, how great it is to play a guitar
This way I feel that she's always with me
'Cause every other song's telling me
That this time is about our love

Momma, someday you'll be so proud of me
You'll see me hanging in the New York gallery
Someday I'm gonna draw from the left side of my brain