I'm Growing

by Gunnar Madsen

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03:05
I’m growing I’m growing Every day I grow a little bit more Sometimes it seems so slow and yet I’m sure I’m surely Growing Growing Growing Growing up! Growing up! Flowers reach for sun When rains come down they droop But when it’s done They reach again they’re growing I used to be a baby I used to be tiny Knee-high to a grass hop-hop-hop-hopper My arms are getting longer And I’m getting stronger And my heart grows big-big-big-big bigger Bigger Bigger Bigger!!! Every day I grow a little bit more Sometimes it seems so slow and yet I’m sure I’m surely Growing Growing Growing Growing up! Growing up!
2.
02:49
I love that lady with the pumpkin hair She smells as sweet as butter If she will marry me I swear I’ll never love another I met her on St. Groundhog’s day My knees went weak when she looked my way I love that lady with the pumpkin hair She smells as sweet as butter Her eyes are like the prairie sky The weather’s always changin’ If she will let me be her guy I’ll never go free-rangin’ She rides upon a chestnut mare With a circle of flowers in her pumpkin hair I love that lady with the pumpkin hair She smells as sweet as butter The freckles all across her nose Are where the angels kissed her When I’ve saved my money then I’ll propose I’ll be her constant mister The sun will shine on our sweet home And I’ll stay put and never roam I love that lady with the pumpkin hair She smells as sweet as butter Her smile is like a leaf upon The river’s deepest waters When 12 short years have come and gone We’ll have a dozen daughters They each will have a beauty rare With the freckles and the smiles and the pumpkin hair I love that lady with the pumpkin hair She smells as sweet as butter
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Lonely, all by my lonesome in Frisco it’s Cold, the fog blows all day long Back in Texas the sunshine is certain It’s dry, it’s hot, it’s where I belong On my knees, begging please Home, is where, is where I belong Bah do dee… Mama, hear me, please hear me, I’m calling your phone But you don’t call me back All I need is a ticket on greyhound You know, this time I’ll pay you back I’ll be good, like I should Oh, please mama I wanna come back Please, please mama, please take me back Bah do dee… So I’m walkin’, I’m walkin’ the highway The dust and dirt are in my hair Through the valleys and over the mountains To home, can’t wait til I am there I’m on my way, home to stay Home is where I’m bound today Bah do dee…
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02:41
Sun comes up Rub my eyes Touch my toes Exercise Eggs and ham Toast and jam I Brush my teeth Comb my hair Make my bed Down the stair Brand new day I’m out to play I can run so fast I can run so far I’m fast, I’m fast You’ll never catch me! I’m away… Watch me run away! Yes yes yes No no no You say stop I say go Hold my hand Don’t be slow Climb on up To the top Slide on down Belly flop Skin my knee Count to three I run run run It’s a one on one It’s a run run run a-run run run around round kind of day… We’re gonna run around all day – let’s go! Yes yes yes No no no Run run run Let’s go go go go go! Sun comes up Rub my eyes Touch my toes Exercise Eggs and ham Toast and jam I Brush my teeth Comb my hair Make my bed Down the stair Brand new day I’m out to play I go I go I go I go go go go!
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Now Mozart’s at the window (Let him in, let him in, let him in!) Now Mozart’s in the closet (Let him out, let him out, let him out!) He’s Here! (Oh yes, he’s in your hair) He’s There! (Oh he is everywhere) Now Mozart’s on the rooftop (Let him in, let him in, let him in!) He’s coming down the chimney Now he’s tracking dirt around the house He makes a whinny like a horse And then he’s quiet as a mouse He’s hiding underneath the sofa over there Where’d he go? He seems to disappear into thin air Here he is, I found him swinging from the chandelier Drinking papa’s beer In his underweer In his underwear In his underweer or wear, he’s always running here or there it’s true So true Oh, what will his poor mama say When she finds he’s broken all the china She got in France, which was hand-painted with a strange medieval dance of tall men prancing in short pants The prize begonias in the yard, were hit hard they never had a chance they’re Trampled underneath the garden window The roses too, spray painted blue, by you-know-who He never never ever seems to give a worry or a care He’s always spinning like a top, there’s always trouble in the air There’ll never be a moment’s peace as long as little Mozart’s there He is trouble everywhere, he is trouble everywhere I swear Now Mozart’s very quiet, it’s fishy. Suspicious. Where is he now? He’s skating on the sidewalk He’s running in the hallway He’s talking in the movies He’s eating on the subway He’s feeding all the meters He’s mocking our great leaders He’s hopped upon a jet plane But now he’s stuck at John Wayne He can’t be stuck at John Wayne The air is stale at John Wayne He’s growing pale at John Wayne And now he’s at the Airport Hotel He’s re-arranged the flowers He’s splashing in the fountain He’s calling for room service The concierge is nervous Now Mozart’s blowing smoke from a cigar There’s chaos in the lobby Bad Boy Mozart’s on the bar Playing loud guitar Now Mozart’s in his bedroom (Let me out, let me out let me out!) He’s grounded for the weekend (Let me out, let me out let me out!) Unfair! (Oh how he pounds the door) Unfair! (Oh how he stomps the floor) His mother’s wearing headphones (Shut him out shut him out shut him out!) Now Mozart’s sliding down the drainpipe by the window of his room He lands as lightly as a cat and looks around him in the gloom He’s got a backpack full of toilet paper with a faint perfume (The rolls are flying high above the moon and up into the sky) The trees will bloom (Now each and every branch is dripping white his mom will surely cry) Outside his room The little booger’s howling at the moon His mother can do naught but fret and fume She’s written to his father in Khartoum When dad comes home his son will meet his doom – Ka-boom!
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He’s the cutest little guy I ever did see A little like his momma and a lot like me The cutest little guy I ever did see A little like his momma and a lot like me Cutest little guy I ever did see A little like his momma and a lot like me He’s the cutest little guy I ever did see A little like his poppa and a lot like me The cutest little guy I ever did see A little like his poppa and a lot like me Cutest little guy I ever did see A little like his poppa and a lot like me When the stork came flying near He knew he’d found the right house He said “No mistake, this baby here Must belong to that...this...that...this spouse” He’s the cutest little guy I ever did see A little like his momma and a lot like me The cutest little guy I ever did see A little like his poppa and a lot like me Cutest little guy I ever did see A little like his momma A little like his poppa And a lot like me!
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(free) 00:37
He’s the best in the west and his mother never guessed that he’d ever be the best in the west She was less than impressed with the fringe leather vest and the seven-pointed star on his chest But now he’s tall He’s tan, he’s so polite He wears a twenty-gallon hat upon his head His spurs Are gold, his teeth are white He’s got the Rio Grande inside his water bed He’s the best in the west and his mother never guessed that he’d ever be the best in the west.
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When pop flies popped up Someone else caught ‘em It was not me I was sittin’ on my bottom Sittin’ on the bench I was always too slow Ambition’s fine for a Hillary Rodham But that’s not me I was always on the bottom Always on the bottom That’s the place that I know Each Morning I wake up At the bottom of my bed I read the bottom of the cereal box I butter the bottom of my bread I don’t like heights I’m afraid of fallin’ So I stay low That’s my true callin’ I like it on the bottom That’s the place that I know For every mountain high There’s a valley sweet and low A place that’s sheltered from the storm While others struggle to climb I’m glad that I’m Down in the Valley keepin’ dry and warm I’m always on the bottom Always on the bottom Close to the ground, safe and low I’m always on the bottom That’s the place that I know I’m always on the bottom Always on the bottom What’s up top? Well, I don’t know ‘Cause I’m always on the bottom That’s the place that I know They say that cream will rise That may be so But it’s under our feet where diamonds grow If you’re always striving and reaching for the stars You might miss a shining diamond down below When the leaves turn yellow and brown in the Autumn They fall down, down to the bottom All around my feet – I’m kickin’ at gold With gravity holding me down I smile, I don’t frown ‘Cause I’m happy on the bottom I’m safe on the bottom Oh, I like it on the bottom You know I like to get down
9.
03:07
Simple 1,2,3 Simple Do-Re-Mi Simple like your mother told you so Simple like a cake Simple no mistake you’ll ever make If You keep it simple, Biff S-I-M-P-L-E Is how it’s got to be Just keep it simple, simple, simple for me Simple Ooh La La Simple Cha-cha-cha Simple just like falling off a log Simple as a square Simple just like breathing in the air Sniff Mmm, keep it simple, Biff S-I-M-P-L-E Is how it’s got to be Just keep it simple, simple, simple for me Big old words like “obfuscate” They’re not great, They don’t rate Detailed, complex arguments They’re all pretense, they don’t make sense They’re just another way of sittin’ on the fence Simple bird and bee Simple you and me Simple there’s no mystery at all Simple as a sneeze Simple like the fruit falls from the trees Right Just take a simple bite S-I-M-P-L-E Is how it’s got to be Just keep it simple Simple, simple, simple Simple as the dimple on little Shirley Timple Make mine simple, simple, simple for me
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There’s a bowl of milk in the moonlight There’s a mouse on the mat at the door When the morning dawns And the tired world yawns I’ll be curled up by the window In the warm, warm sun Meow meow meow meow meow Meow meow meow meow Meow meow meow...
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I feel a waltz coming on I don’t like this feeling I’ll stare at the light bulb up there on the ceiling It’s old and it’s corny It’s phony, it’s false It’s not what I want, a Waltz! I feel a waltz coming on Of all the diseases The waltz, above all, is the one that displeases It churns in my stomach It burns somersaults The thing I can’t stand is a waltz! I can’t let them see it I must try to hide This squirming unnerving sensation Of a schmaltzy waltz deep inside I feel a waltz coming on! In spite of my wishes My soul is unfurling and swirling in swishes I’m three quarters crazy I’m three quarters mad I’m waltzing a waltz, I’m Bad! I can’t let them see it I must try to act like a man I don’t trust this feeling The last time I waltzed I was months in the healing! I feel a waltz coming on! It’s most disconcerting It’s more than my lower lumbago that’s hurting My delicate senses It brutely assaults I cringe when I hear Everybody stand clear The thing that I fear, it’s near, it’s here, it’s a waltz!
12.
Library Closing Time Make the announcement, ring the chime Straighten the chairs, do all those little chores Move the people out and lock the doors It’s been a long day of givin’ out information We’ve earned ourselves a little celebration Nobody knows what we librarians do When we’re behind closed doors and out of view Nobody knows what we librarians do When we’re behind closed doors and out of view Pull down the shades, dim the lights Do we just read books or do we dance all night? Library, Library Party Time Some like to boogie, some sing the blues Some like it funky in platform shoes Some are bold, some are shy It takes all kinds to make a library fly Library, Library Party Time Library, Library Party Time Library, Library Party Time Librarians! We don’t shirk our duties Librarians! We all shake our booties! We hold the key to the reference books in back The key to the bathroom and restricted stacks The key to the doors, we open at ten a.m. We hold the key to knowledge that can set you free The key to the books of mystery We are the guardians of our great library We got the key We’ll set you free Ya gotta dance, ya gotta open your mind Ya gotta shake your head ya gotta shake your behind Dare to dream, dare to groove Read a book, make a noise, busta rhyme, busta move When knuckleheads all rule the world Who will teach the boys and girls? Librarians! Author, Subject, Title! Librarians! Freedom of information is Vital! We hold the key to the reference books in back The key to the bathroom and restricted stacks The key to the doors, we close at six p.m. We hold the key to knowledge that can set you free The key to the books of mystery We are the guardians of our great library Yeah we got the key Our service is free! Nobody knows what we librarians do When we’re behind closed doors and out of view Pull down the shades, dim the lights Do we just read books or do we dance all night? Library, Library Party Time Library, Library Party Time Library, Library Party Time Library, Library Party Time Librarians! Do we decimal? Yes, we do! Librarians! Are we Alphabetical? A to Zoo! Librarians! Kick back and relax! Librarians! Watch us blow our stacks!
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Raise your voices In a celebration It’s a new day Over all the land Hearts are joyful Love is flowing Around the world Lift your voices and sing it from the start! (Listen to the beat, sing the song, sing it from the start!) Lift your voices and raise the heavens (Sing it how it feels, sing it how it feels in your heart!) Around the world we all need love (Now!) It’s time! (Time!) To raise our voices! (Light!) Light up! (Up!) The night with all our love... Raise your voices In a celebration It’s a new day Over all the land Hearts are joyful Love is flowing Around the world Through the walls of city halls The voices ring out, shouting out with joy Love is King and Queen today The light shines bright on every girl and boy Raise your voices In a celebration It’s a new day Over all the land Hearts are joyful Love is flowing Around the world
14.
03:33
Tonight there’ll be stars on your pillow Tonight you’ll dream the sweetest of dreams Tonight, tonight, tonight Tonight your eyes gently closing Tonight you’ll hear me singing to you Tonight, tonight, tonight All of your cares are drifting away You’re floating now, you’re on a cloud, you’re free All of your cares are drifting away You’re floating now, you’re on a cloud, you’re free All thru the night I’ll be here if you need me Call out my name, I will hear if you call me I’ll be here I’ll be here
15.
03:51
Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter Away, you rolling river Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter Away, we’re bound away Across the wide Missouri For seven years I’ve been a rover Away, you rolling river For seven years I’ve been a rover Away, we’re bound away Across the wide Missouri Oh Shenandoah, I’m bound to leave you Away, you rolling river Oh shenandoah, I’ll not deceive you Away, we’re bound away Across the wide Missouri Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you Away, you rolling river Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you Away, we’re bound away Across the wide Missouri

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• NPR's Top Ten CDs of 2008 (for Families)
• 2008 Parent's Choice Gold Award
• 2008 NAPPA Gold Award

"Different from any other children's album out there, and all the better for it." New York Post

"I'm Growing has to be the most inventive, unique children's music CD of the year. Brilliant arrangements and performances. Period." KidsMusicThatRocks

"I’m Growing is his best to date, with off-the-wall lyrics and expert, wildly varied vocal and instrumental textures."
Los Angeles Times

"I’m Growing is simply a brilliant album.” WXPN

“An outstandingly witty CD... Remarkable and Amazing!” A to Z Kids Stuff

"He displays the far-reaching musicality of David Byrne to the lyrical zaniness of Monty Python’s Eric Idle. This is exhilarating music that never sounds the same with each listen. It’s the best work yet from a true family-music innovator" FamilyManOnline

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released March 18, 2008

Mastered By: Bob Katz, Digital Domain
Cover Art: Irana Sheperd
All other art: Gunnar Madsen
Produced, Engineered, Mixed by: Gunnar Madsen
Recorded at: G-Spot Studios, Berkeley, CA (2007)

Love & Thanks To: Irana Shepherd, Richard Greene, Carrie Madsen, Kent and Vanessa and Finn Sparlowe, Kathryn Keats, Lorenzo Keats, Madalyn Kenney, The Irrationals (Linda Sanderson, Gwen McElwee, Tim A. Lukaszewski, Reneé Hayes & Sam Rogers), Marcella and Quinn Madsen, Beth Blenz-Clucas, and EveryBody in my life, for giving me so much support and inspiration!

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Gunnar Madsen Berkeley

Gunnar Madsen is a Grammy-nominated composer/songwriter.
He’s written for the Minnesota Opera, Lincoln Center, Universal Pictures and National Public Radio;
He has performed on The Tonight Show, the Smothers Brothers Show, PBS, and the BBC.
He co-founded the internationally acclaimed acapella group The Bobs.
He co-wrote the award-winning Off-Broadway musical “The Shaggs: Philosophy of the World”
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