Morels Lyrics

Morels grown in the woods in Michigan

I used to cook them for you when you were a little kid

I haven't been into the woods since i got here

Don't really have a good reason to get out of bed

When i see you i'll say boy how you've gotten tall

You've got my hair i never thought that it would be this long

For seven years i've been sitting here waiting for your call

I know it's gonna come i know it's gonna come

And i'd like to tell you where i am

I'd like to tell you about my work

Show you a couple pictures of my house

Shoebox but i'm small so i make it work

Tell you about some records that you might've heard

Tell you all about the nature of your birth

You were the easiest of my three kids

I held you tightly in my arms until you left them

I wanna ask you if you're still playing you're guitar

I wanna ask you if you're taking care of the dog

I wanna ask you if you've got a girlfriend

I heard you're learning how to play my violin

I wanna tell you it's been two years since i kicked

And i'd like to tell you where i am