I’m an acorn, Small and round
Lying on the cold, hard ground
Everyone walks over me
That is why I’m cracked, you see
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Called myself on the telephone
Just to see if I was home
Asked me out for a little date
Picked me up about half past eight
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Took me out to a movie show
Stayed too late and said, “Let’s go”
Grabbed my hand and led me out
Drove me home and gave a shout
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Started late on. Our big trip
“Cathy’s fault” let Lauren slip
“Wasn’t’t me” Cathy replied
Fam’ly drama ... bonafide!
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Minutes lost were only five
Into the storm now - it’s alive!
Our directions up to Waze
To the castle! What a maze
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Bob and Amber, Pat and Jim
Down Blue Water ... for a swim?
All in all we headed East
Avoid that storm - hey, it’s a beast!
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Soapy John’s and Newman’s Bakes
Meant our Belleville stop to make
Tried a donut, met our crew
Cathy, that guy hit on you!
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Trackin’ ‘Melda on our phone
Cathy seemed to be alone
But her beau stepped up - Woo hoo!
“Come join me. I’ll talk.” How smooth.
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Our Sir Knights, PK and Jim
And Sir Bob, can’t forget him
Led us into castle storm
Bob found dragons, marked his arm
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Food and flagons filled our need
Then to search the castle, heed!
To the towers! Dungeon, too!
Someone’s fishing. Wonder who?
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Ice cream break seemed apropos
Blue Bell Cream’ry, don’t ya know?
Pat and Jim ate theirs all done
Pat said, “Let’s taste more, just one”
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
PK found a stuffy friend
Little Bessie’s now with him
Cranky shirt caught Chris’ eye
Jim just bought one, what a guy!
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Our eyes stayed on our hometown
As the rains kept coming down
We are safe on higher ground
Pray for those back in G-town
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Got to Glen Rose, eat? Where? Hey!
Whiskey Poodle? No, PK!
Loco Coyote, that’s the place
Where we all just stuffed our face
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Now we’re starting on day two
Jim and Pat, this one’s for you
Rookie trav’lers learn my song
Wake up Amber and sing along!
I’m a nut. I’m a nut.
I’m a nut, I’m a nut, I’m a nut.
Romans 8:15 says, “The Spirit you received does not make you slaves, so that you live in fear again; rather, the Spirit you received brought about your adoption to sonship. And by him we cry, ‘ABBA, Father.’”
Father, ABBA, would you watch over the folks who were devastated by the storm. Especially those who are going through it all again. Amen.
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