Making Pies - Patty Griffin - AOL Sessions

Making Pies - Patty Griffin - AOL Sessions

It's not far, I can walk, down the block to TableTalk
Close my eyes, make the pies all day
Plastic cap on my hair
I used to mind, now I don't care
I used to mind, now I don't care 'cause I'm gray
Did I show you this picture of my nephew, taken at his big birthday surprise
At my sister's house last Sunday
This is Monday, and I'm makin' pies

I'm makin' pies
Makin' pies ...

Thursday nights, I go and type
Down to the church, for Father Mike
It gets me out, and he ain't hard to like ... at all
Jesus stares at me in my chair
With his big blue eyes and his honey brown hair
And he's looking at me from way up there on the wall

Did I show you this picture of my sweetheart taken of us before the war
Of the Greek and his Italian girl one Sunday at the shore
We tied our ribbons to the fire escape they were taken by the birds
Who flew home to the country as the bombs rained on the world.....

Five a.m., here I am, walking the block to TableTalk
You could cry, or die, or just make pies all day
I'm makin' pies
Makin' pies
I'm makin' pies
Makin' pies ....