Take me out to the pinewood, take me out to the crowd.
Buy me some graphite and a sanding block, I don't care if I ever get back.

We will root root root for my racer,
If I don't win you can say
That I cut, sanded and designed it myself
In the Cub Scout Way!

B'gosh the

I throw off my sheets
My ears and alarm clock ring to me
I'm sore as a sunburn
Staying up all night making paper doves I could leave with you
Every line I drew
It was all I ever knew of love

Oh that's not so, please listen close, he's not the center of your world.
I

When I fell down
I stayed to wonder at the world I'd found
The tiny timbers of this tiny town
They've got the bridges moving up and down
I'm on the way to see
The prince's crown and
The princess in her gown

Now that the weight has gone from my oh-so-heavy heart

Rubbing an eye, searching the sky for rain
Cause your wheels can slip if the road's still slick in your lane
Speeding along, you're singing a song to me
You gotta guide your ride around every puddle you see

Saving up your skipping stones,
and I think that I know why.
Yo

Touring the memories of awful nights
You wish you'd spent drinking alone
Flashing the scenery of greener days
When you'd go explore on your own

Stand up straight, uncross your eyes, don't drag your feet like that
Stand up straight, uncross your eyes, don't drag your feet li