Craig Cardiff - Making Pies lyrics

It's not far i can walk
Down the block to TableTalk
Close my eyes i just make the pies all day

Plastic cap on my hair
When I used to mind now I don't care
I used to mind now I don't care
Cause, I'm grey

Did I show you this picture of my nephew
Taken at his big birthday surprise
At my sister's house last Sunday
Now it's Monday and I'mmaking pies
I'm making pies i'm making pies
I'm making pies

Thursday nights i go and type
Down at the church with Father Mike
It gets me out and he ain't hard to like
At all



Jesus stares at me in my chair
With his big blue eyes
And his honey brown hair
And he's looking at me way up high
On the wall

Did I show you this picture of my sweetheart
Taken of us before the war
With the Greek and his Italian girl
One Sunday at the shore

They tied a ribbon to the fire escape
It was taken by the birds
Who flew home to the country
As the bombs rained on the world

5am here I am walking the block to TableTalk
I lose my eyes and just make pies all day
I'm making pies i'm making pies
I'm making pies i'm making pies