Cinnamon Shirt
I want to wear a cinnamon shirt I could be happy erecting a yurt in my cinnamon shirt A poser for pictures, I stay out all night To capture the fabric reflecting the moonlight My cinnamon shirt Ma do my laundry now I gotta wear it somehow I need another chance To get dressed and go out to dance Ten silver buttons, some lace with a bow I'm ordering mutton sometimes just for show In my cinnamon shirt A writer of fiction, I type in the night Describe how the fabric, it gleams in the moonlight My cinnamon shirt. Ma do my laundry now I gotta wear it somehow I need another chance To get dressed and go out to dance (dance, yeah, yeah!) (I'd offer apologies to Neil Young, but I suspect he's just fine without them) Words and image (c) Kevin Cheek (Inspired by "Cinnamon Girl" by Neal Young and Crazy Horse)
