Cooks Pine Mountain
Words & Music: Joe Stickley
Resolution in a bird
Speckled unlike anyone in bubble world
A parrot song, nor chickadee
Ever knew anyone as proud of you as I
Resolution in a pine... tree
I don’t know but I been told
Break a leg, but split the mast you rock the boat
But when I saw my speckled bird
Everything colored in and cut the absurd tide
Resolution in a night... fall
(Chorus)
And I don’t give a damn because
The honey got the bug
And I’m her man
I Married my baby on a Cooks Pine mountain
Keepers of our nation here
Settled on this color ball for you, my dear
And yes I think they thought of me
Underneath the bluest sea I’ve seen in all my day
Resolution on my way... home
(Chorus)
People say upon a look
Just a bluff, just a movie, just a book
But I’m a half-cup-full young man
And when I lay my spirit down
I’ll hold the queen of spades
Resolution on the straight... hand
(Chorus)
Doot do, doot do,
Doot do, doot do,
Doot do, doot do
Married my baby on a Cooks Pine
Married my baby on a Cooks Pine
And it’s me and my baby on a Cooks Pine mountain
© 2009 Peola Road Music (SESAC)