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75 SEPTEMBERS
(Cheryl Wheeler)

In the year of the yellow cab,
In the shadow of the great world war,
The third child grandma had
Came into the world
On a rolling farm in Maryland,
When Wilson was the president,
And summer blew her good-byes through the trees.

A child of changing times
Growing up between the wars,
The Fords rolled off the lines,
The bars all closed their doors,
And I imagine you back then
With snap-brim hat and farmer's tan,
Where the horses drew their wagons through the fields.

cho: Now the fields are all four-lanes
And the moon's not just a name.
Are you more amazed at how things change
Or how they stay the same?
And do your sit here on this porch and wonder
How the time flies by?
Or does it seem to barely creep along,
With 75 Septembers come and gone?

Were the fields all gold and fawn?
Was the springhouse dark and cool?
Did the rooster crow at dawn
When they got you up for school?
And would you tell me once again
The tales of grandma's hired men
And how they drove the dirt road to town? (Chorus)

Recorded by Cheryl Wheeler on "Driving Home," 1993;
and by Peter, Paul & Mary on "Lifelines," 1995.
copyright Cheryl Wheeler
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filename[ SEPT75
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