Somewhere Along the Pumpkin Vine
Somewhere along the pumpkin vine
A leaf begins to fall
A perfect, crisp orange
The ones you like to step on
As you hear a perfect, satisfying crunch
Somewhere along the pumpkin vine
Somewhere along the pumpkin vine
a crow begins to stalk
Perhaps a nibble, maybe a bite
must not be far along
A smashed pumpkin is there, he sees
Somewhere along the pumpkin vine
Somewhere along the pumpkin vine
A little girl shrieks
"Daddy, Daddy, this one!"
She speaks
he cannot say no
so they put it in the wagon
A snip is made
somewhere along the pumpkin vine.
Somewhere along the pumpkin vine
A girl sits
A cozy sweater, A cup of tea
A moment of gentle bliss
She breaths in the cool, crisp air
Her hair is wild in the wind
she doesn't seem to care
She waits
Somewhere along the pumpkin vine.