|Re: meaning of the song||<– Date –> <– Thread –>|
|From: Sterling Newberry (sterling.newberrygmail.com)|
|Date: Sat, 7 Feb 2009 17:21:08 -0800 (PST)|
Dear Sharon,Unless I'm misunderstanding the song you are referring to, the words go like this:If you look for me in the back of the bus You won't find me nowhere, You just come on up to the front of the bus, I'll be riding up there. The other verses where you could and could not find me were Not in the swimming pool but on the picket line and I'll be marching down there: Not on the picket line, but in the old jail house, and I'll be singing down there. Hugs, Sterling Newberry in beautiful Portland, Oregon Where Daybreak Cohousing's common house is finally starting to get framed out.
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