Just How Much Is Mine?
©1993 Tannehill Tunes
It's made the front page of the paper, every paper every land.
It hasn't missed one shoreline beach, kills more than castles in our sands
And still, help seems like a tugboat coming, noisy yet slow.
I'll start tomorrow seems a common cry of man
Greenwich Village has street singers, every sidewalk every street.
Stamping Greenpeace on their guitars crying Dylan's copied me.
Help the world, can't stop with songs worth singing
And yes I have tossed stones from my glass house while you sleep.
My little brother all alone won't change things. I see one way I'm helping
me...
Just how much of mine is the water?
How much of mine is the land?
I want my share of Spring and Autumn
Just how much of mine is the air?
I want what's mine, just what's mine...
I want mine, just what's mine.
And I'm going home
Seems the whole world's heard the music yet so few have time to dance
We just take for granted there'll be one last song
Time to tap our toe much later.
A second chance to cheer on the band.
I know this and any song once sang is outdated.
Like this song or not for the baby's dance.
For the baby's dance
For the Baby's dance
Just how much of mine is the water?
etc. etc. etc. etc.
©1993 Jack Tannehill (Used here with permission)
Or select from the list of other songs on this album:
Babe;
I Can Live
Without You; Stop
Right Now;
Someone
Should Have Screamed; Somebody
Lied; One
Life, One Love, One Only;
Not Now;
One of Us;
Damn It Daddy;
Soft
Piece of Ground; God's
Halo
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