
Little Iron Fellow
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- wood block
- happy hardcore
- epic poetry
- truck driving country
- traditional folk
Lyrics
Verse 1
I tiptoe past the yard where the puppies play
To greet the iron stranger that anchors the day
Cast in heavy metal, bolted to the street
A brilliant splash of red at the passing feet
The old man on the porch watches shadows grow
But the hydrant never moves in the evening glow
Chorus
Oh, lookie there, sitting right on the street!
A little iron fellow by the passing feet!
The fire hydrant stands with its arms held wide,
As the whole wide world goes rolling on by!
Verse 2
It doesn't chase the truck or its happy tune
It just reflects the light of the afternoon moon
When a lady drops her hat and it starts to roll
The hydrant blocks the wind by the telephone pole
Standing like a soldier, washing dust away
The secret little hero of a beautiful day
Chorus
Oh, lookie there, sitting right on the street!
A little iron fellow by the passing feet!
The fire hydrant stands with its arms held wide,
As the whole wide world goes rolling on by!
Outro
Walking home... by the fading light...
Fire hydrant painted bright!
Unlocking the valve where the river flowed...
Goodbye!
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