Inspired by the moonflower seeds that sprouted into the sun… growing more tasty than alfalfa, bean or others.
Written sittin’ on the wall at the corners of Market and High streets in downtown West Chester… while sittin’ next to some sprouts… and before ya knew it, they were sprouting everywhere. A beautiful thing — a flower child patch sprouting.
Quarter fairy, barely
The heat is no match for a sprout
No doubt
Ya play it funked up blues
A / A7 / A / A7 REPEATIN
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G / D / A