Cinnamon Shirt

I want to wear a cinnamon shirt
I could be happy erecting a yurt
in my cinnamon shirt

A poser for pictures, I stay out all night
To capture the fabric reflecting the moonlight
My cinnamon shirt

Ma do my laundry now
I gotta wear it somehow
I need another chance
To get dressed and go out to dance 

Ten silver buttons, some lace with a bow
I'm ordering mutton sometimes just for show
In my cinnamon shirt

A writer of fiction, I type in the night
Describe how the fabric, it gleams in the moonlight
My cinnamon shirt.

Ma do my laundry now
I gotta wear it somehow
I need another chance
To get dressed and go out to dance
(dance, yeah, yeah!)

(I'd offer apologies to Neil Young, but I suspect he's just fine without them)

Words and image (c) Kevin Cheek

(Inspired by "Cinnamon Girl" by Neal Young and Crazy Horse)