[Intro — bright acoustic guitar, light banjo, harmonica joins the walking shuffle] [Spoken — Bubba, male Georgia drawl] Come on, Trigger. It’s Tuesday. We ain’t got to win the week before breakfast. [Verse 1] Got a little coffee in me, Got my walking shoes tied, Got a white dog at the doorway Doing circles by my side. He’s been ready since the first cup, I’m still looking for my keys. Now he’s standing by the handle Like he’s got somewhere to be. Step outside on Crown Parkway, Feel that cool October air. There’s a leaf stuck to his whiskers, And he’s acting unaware. [Chorus] Tuesday’s got a little tailwind, Leaves go dancing down the street. Trigger’s checking every corner, I’m just glad to move my feet. Got some daylight through the branches, Got a good dog setting pace. Thank You, Lord, for this small morning And the chance to take a walk. Tuesday’s got a little tailwind— Let’s see where it takes us off. [Verse 2] There’s a squirrel beside the sidewalk, Trigger freezes where he stands. Got one paw up like a pointer With some complicated plans. Then that squirrel climbs up a pine tree, Sits there looking down below. Trigger gives me one quick sideways glance: “We could catch him if you’d go.” I say, “Buddy, I don’t climb much. We might let him have that tree.” He checks the trunk for further evidence, Then comes walking on with me. [Chorus] Tuesday’s got a little tailwind, Leaves go dancing down the street. Trigger’s checking every corner, I’m just glad to move my feet. Got some daylight through the branches, Got a good dog setting pace. Thank You, Lord, for this small morning And the chance to take a walk. Tuesday’s got a little tailwind— Let’s see where it takes us off. [Instrumental — playful harmonica, banjo and piano keep the walking rhythm] [Spoken — Bubba] Now, that leaf’s been following us for half a block. Trigger’s taking it personally. [Verse 3] Down beside old Hampton Pond, Watch the ripples catching light. Got a whole lot on my calendar, But it can wait a little while. Someone passing says, “Good morning.” Trigger stops to say it too, Takes his payment in attention, Then he’s got more work to do. I was thinking through tomorrow, Had my mind a mile ahead. Then he stopped beside a bench And I sat down with him instead. [Bridge — softer guitar and warm organ] Father, help me see this morning While it’s here for me to see. Help me hear the person speaking, Help me keep good company. I don’t know what comes by Friday, There’ll be time to meet it then. Right now Trigger’s found a pinecone, And we’re heading home again. [Final Chorus — full band, joyful] Tuesday’s got a little tailwind, Leaves go dancing down the street. Trigger’s checking every corner, I’m just glad to move my feet. Got some daylight through the branches, Got a good dog setting pace. Thank You, Lord, for this small morning And the chance to take a walk. Tuesday’s got a little tailwind— Got a smile to carry back. [Tag — sung] There’s a leaf caught on my shoelace, There’s a pinecone at the door. We’ll get on about our Tuesday, Come tomorrow, walk some more. [Spoken Outro — Bubba] Well, we settled that squirrel situation. Briefly. Come on, little buddy. Let’s go tell Heather what she missed. [Warm harmonica and acoustic guitar finish]
