Clay Song
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There it is
its right in front of you
its just a piece of clay
to most it's a hand full of mud
but to me its not that way.
I can play all day in the clay
I can play all day in the clay
I like to pinch it, poke it, and pull it
I like to let it go its way
I like to see the things I've made by the end of the day
I can play all day in the clay
I can play all day in the clay
Sometime I wonder what people think
About being so dirty, grubby, and stink
And still I've got this grin on my face
and if anyone asks I know what to say
hey
I can play all day in the clay
I can play all day in the clay
Its magical, mystical, spiritual
It surly is addictable
And you think your in control, it will show
How un-predictable
I can play all day in the clay
I can play all day in the clay
Then when the seriousness starts
And reach into your soul
With a piece of your heart
and you look at this gift
that mother nature gave
you want to give thanks
so you bow as you pray
hey
I can play all day in the clay
I can play all day in the clay
Written by: Chuck Fitzgerald
Digitally Engineered and Recorded by: Stan Molina