Doobie Brothers Growin' A Little Each Day Well, music, sweet music Lord, is gonna be played, mm-hmm And the sound of Billy's banjo Is like honey on your day When they promenade down through the square They'll hear you say I'm comin' your way And I'm only just a growin' A little each day The sun of the delta Beams across your face, oh yeah And good old Grand-dad's stories Seem to set your pace All the men you've known in this town Don't seem to have it And they bring you down Well, remember you're just growin' A little each day So throw out your arms and take in the sky Take down your hair and watch the birds fly Don't be afraid to show how you feel Don't sit and hide, don't you know that you're real You can have it if you want it Change yourself and play 'Cause you're only, only just growin' A little each day So woman, sweet woman Why you feel that way don't you know you're only growin' Just a little each day When the good Lord placed you on this earth His good words to heed It's all that you need And you're only just growin' A little each day Oh, you're only just growin' A little each day Oh, sweet woman, you're only just growin' A little each day Mirror lyrics: A little each day Oh, sweet woman, you're only just growin' A little each day Oh, you're only just growin' A little each day And you're only just growin' It's all that you need His good words to heed When the good Lord placed you on this earth Just a little each day don't you know you're only growin' Why you feel that way So woman, sweet woman A little each day 'Cause you're only, only just growin' Change yourself and play You can have it if you want it Don't sit and hide, don't you know that you're real Don't be afraid to show how you feel Take down your hair and watch the birds fly So throw out your arms and take in the sky A little each day Well, remember you're just growin' And they bring you down Don't seem to have it All the men you've known in this town Seem to set your pace And good old Grand-dad's stories Beams across your face, oh yeah The sun of the delta A little each day And I'm only just a growin' I'm comin' your way They'll hear you say When they promenade down through the square Is like honey on your day And the sound of Billy's banjo Lord, is gonna be played, mm-hmm Well, music, sweet music Relevant Tags: GGrowin' AA LLittle EEach DDay rowin' ittle ach ay rGowin' A iLttle aEch aDy hrowin' z kittle sach xay hGrowin' zA kLittle sEach xDay Ghrowin' Az Lkittle Esach Dxay yrowin' q oittle 3ach eay yGrowin' qA oLittle 3Each eDay Gyrowin' Aq Loittle E3ach Deay browin' s pittle fach fay bGrowin' sA pLittle fEach fDay Gbrowin' As Lpittle Efach Dfay vrowin' w Liittle rach ray vGrowin' wA Lttle rEach rDay Gvrowin' Aw Ltitle Erach Dray frowin' x Ljttle 4ach cay fGrowin' xA Ljittle 4Each cDay Gfrowin' Ax Lijttle E4ach Dcay trowin' L9ttle dach say tGrowin' L9ittle dEach sDay Gtrowin' Li9ttle Edach Dsay Grrowin' Llttle wach Daay Gowin' Llittle wEach Dy Gorwin' Lilttle Ewach Dya Gdowin' Lottle Eaach Dzy Gdrowin' Ech Dzay Grdowin' Liottle Ecah Dazy G4owin' Lkttle Ezch Dqy G4rowin' Ezach Dqay Gr4owin' Likttle Eazch Daqy Ggowin' L8ttle Eqch Dsy Ggrowin' L8ittle Eqach Grgowin' Li8ttle Eaqch Dasy Gtowin' Luttle Esch Dwy Luittle Dway Grtowin' Liuttle Easch Dawy G5owin' Litttle Ewch Dxy G5rowin' Litle Gr5owin' Little Eawch Daxy Gfowin' Liftle Exch Dayy Lifttle Exach Da Grfowin' Litftle Eaxch Day Geowin' Li5tle Eacch Dag Gerowin' Li5ttle Eah Dagy Greowin' Lit5tle Eahc Dayg Groowin' Lihtle Eafh Dah Grwin' Lihttle Eafch Dahy Grwoin' Lithtle Eacfh Dayh Grkwin' Liytle Eaxh Da6 Grkowin' Liyttle Da6y Grokwin' Litytle Eacxh Day6 Gr9win' Li6tle Eavh Dau Gr9owin' Li6ttle Eavch Dauy Gro9win' Lit6tle Eacvh Dayu Gr0win' Ligtle Eadh Da7 Gr0owin' Ligttle Eadch Da7y Gro0win' Litgtle Eacdh Day7 Grlwin' Lirtle Eachh Daj Grlowin' Lirttle Eac Dajy Grolwin' Litrtle Each Dayj Griwin' Eacj Dat Griowin' Eacjh Daty Groiwin' Litlte Eachj Dayt

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