Big Fish

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A[Em]s young boy Michael helped his mo[A7]ther cook

D[Em]own by her apron strings the whole day lo[B7]ng

K[Em]nife in hand her eyes trained on the re[A7]cipe book

H[C]e'd salivate as she sang out th[D]is song

C[G]ut the onions, star[C]t the dicing,

L[D]isten up Mike, it's[G] the right thing

C[G]hop the parsnip,[C] for a rich dish,

I[Cm]n the small pond you'll [G]be a big fish

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In the small pond you'll be a big fish

When in college our lad made some special friends
Kept him from subversives and their kind
Swirled within a world of sports and dividends
And the song they sang was etched apon his mind

Cut the hair off the hippies sleeping
Listen up Mike, it's the right thing
Chop the fringes, off the freakish
In the small pond you'll be a big fish
In the small pond you'll be a big fish

35 a burning drive possessed him
To be the greatest golfer in North Bay
Sometimes a fear of failure near obsessed him
And then he'd hear the other golfers say

Cut the motion on your back swing
Listen up Mike, it's the right thing
Chop the golf ball with a big swish
In the small pond you'll be a big fish
In the small pond you'll be a big fish

Now he's breaking bread with heads of industry
The Capitan in the Autumn of his years
He proceeds with masionical rapidity
When he echos mothers words he hears the cheers

Cut the welfare and public housing
Listen up Mike it's the right thing
Chop the healthcare, you'll get your wish
In the small pond you'll be a big fish (everyone!)