Broccoli Farm

by Claire Ness

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1.
Arms Out 02:30
I’m going to ride my bicycle down to the corner And get myself an ice cream cone. I’m going to ride with no hands the whole way baby. I’ll make it all the way down the road. I’m going to fly by every driveway singing. I’ll leave those dogs in my dust. I’ll fly so fast, they”ll never catch me. I’ll pedal til my heart wants to bust. My arms out, stretched like an eagle. My eyes, dry in the wind, My hair, wildly waving behind me. I’m as free as I’ve ever been. I’m going to ride up front in the bow of the boat. I’ll rest my chest on the nose. I’m going to watch the water rippling below. I’m going to wait til it’s fast as it goes. I’m going to picture myself as a migrating swan, Coming in to land on the lake. I’m so tired from the long days of flying, I’m ready to come home for a break. My arms out, stretched like an eagle. My eyes, dry in the wind, My hair, wildly waving behind me. I’m as free as I’ve ever been. I’m going to climb way up to the top of a tree, And take care not to fall. I’m going to stand up there where they’ll never find me, And feel like I can see it all. My arms out, stretched like an eagle. My eyes, dry in the wind, My hair, wildly waving behind me. I’m as free as I’ve ever been.
2.
I’m going to the Broccoli Farm. I’m going to the Broccoli Farm. You can’t distract me. It’s a fact. I’m going to the Broccoli Farm. I was walking down the street one day On my way to the Broccoli Farm again. Around the corner came a big brass band, And the guy with the Seussophone stuck out his hand. He said: “Come with us and join the big parade. We need somebody to lead the way. You can walk out front and twirl this baton.” But I said: “Sorry Sir, I’m going to the Broccoli Farm.” I’m going to the Broccoli Farm. I’m going to the Broccoli Farm. You can’t distract me. It’s a fact. I’m going to the Broccoli Farm. The next guy I met was a painted clown. He said: “I’m from the circus. We just rolled into town. We’re just setting up the circus tent. There’s acrobats and ponies, and an elephant. You’ve got to see the crazy dancing monkeys And the beautiful girl on the swinging trapeze. I’ll leave a ticket for you at the gate.” But I said: “Sorry Sir, the Broccoli awaits.” I’m going to the Broccoli Farm. I’m going to the Broccoli Farm. You can’t distract me. It’s a fact. I’m going to the Broccoli Farm. As I continued along, on and on, All kinds of people tried to steer me wrong: A lady with seven little puppies on a leash, A cotton candy unicorn with marshmallow teeth, A rollercoaster ride in a dinosaur park, A zipline waterslide that glows in the dark. Someone even offered me some brussel sprouts. But I said: “Eww gross! You’ve got to get out!”
3.
Under Duck 04:34
I went to the playground, I went to the park. The sun was setting, it was getting dark. I tried the teeter-totter and the slide. Then something over on the other side caught my eye. There were four poles holding up a big cross bar, Chains hanging down, but not too far, To a black rubber seat, made just for me. I swung back and forth, baby, until I felt so free. I wanna swing so high I wanna swing so high in the sky I wanna swing so high So give me an underduck daddy or I’m gonna cry. I was kinda scared on my first day of school. I didn’t know anyone, I felt like a fool. I sat all alone on the swing set feeling blue. And when I looked around, all the other kids looked sad too. So I hopped off my swing and I offered to help. I pushed everybody til they rang like bells. They were all smiling and laughing in the end. And before I knew it, I had five new friends. I wanna swing so high I wanna swing so high in the sky I wanna swing so high So give me an underduck daddy or I’m gonna cry.
4.
Don't Whine 02:23
It’s ok to cry. Just don’t whine about The silly little things cause, unless it’s serious, I think you’ll be all right, and you will survive, As long as you don’t’ whine. It’s ok to cry. Just don’t whine about The silly little things cause, unless it’s serious, I think you’ll be all right, and you will survive, As long as you don’t’ whine. Someday the rain will come And wash away your worries. Out will come the sun, That big yellow ball in the sky, And you’ll know why… It’s ok to cry. Just don’t whine about The silly little things cause, unless it’s serious, I think you’ll be all right, and you will survive, As long as you don’t’ whine.
5.
Candy 03:42
When the adults are talking (and I know they love to talk), And they stop to spell out the letters of a word. I am here to share with you the key to unlock Exactly what they’re saying, I’m going to be that little bird. They’re not practicing their spelling, They’re not failing to be funny, They’re trying to keep from telling you, About something very yummy. C-A-N-D-Y spells candy! C-A-K-E spells cake! C-O-O-K-I-E spells cookie! And C-H-O-C-O-L-A-T-E spells chocolate. There are other things they try to hide to keep you in the dark. Some things that you might like to do, they don’t want you to understand. Like an M-O-V-I-E movie, or the P-A-R-K park. Or the Z-O-O zoo, keep it on the DL Disney Land. They’re not practicing their spelling, They’re not failing to be funny, They’re trying to keep from telling you, About something very yummy. C-A-N-D-Y spells candy! C-A-K-E spells cake! C-O-O-K-I-E spells cookie! And C-H-O-C-O-L-A-T-E spells chocolate. I see it seems all sweet things start with C. But I-C-E C-R-E-A-M spells ice cream. The adults will hate me now, they’ll say that I am wrong. I stole their only secret. I took their only tool. The next time that you hear this they might try to skip the song. Oh by the way, P-O-O-L is for the swimming pool. So when they try to stop it, You just politely tell them: “Don’t you think it’s good that I am practicing my spelling?” C-A-N-D-Y spells candy! C-A-K-E spells cake! C-O-O-K-I-E spells cookie! And C-H-O-C-O-L-A-T-E spells chocolate.
6.
Mama, I ain’t no baby no more. I ain’t no baby no more, it’s true. Mama, I ain’t no baby no more. Quit treating me like you do. Once I was a baby, an itty bitty baby. All I could do was crawl around and cry. But now that I’ve grown up, I’m walking on my two feet. You’ve got to treat me like a big guy. Mama, I ain’t no baby no more. I ain’t no baby no more, it’s true. Mama, I ain’t no baby no more. Quit treating me like you do. Why do you treat me like an itty bitty baby? I can tie my own two shoes. I can write my whole name, I can count my fingers. You’re giving me the itty bitty blues. Mama, I ain’t no baby no more. I ain’t no baby no more, it’s true. Mama, I ain’t no baby no more. Quit treating me like you do. Oh come on Mama. I’m adult now. I’ve got a car and a credit card. I’ve got my own baby now. Oh come on Mama. If you want a baby, take mine. You’re giving me the itty bitty baby blues.
7.
Superhero 02:30
You’re a super hero, to the rescue. A super hero, saving the world. You’re a super hero, to the rescue. A super hero with a heart of gold. Spiderman and Superman, and Wonder Woman too, With all their magic powers, and suits of red and blue, Ironman and Batman, Hercules and Sailor Moon, They’ve got nothing on you. You’re a super hero, to the rescue. A super hero, saving the world. You’re a super hero, to the rescue. A super hero with a heart of gold. Lightning speed and fists of steel, spider sense or a Batmobile, Telepathy and force fields, and powers unrevealed, Laser beams and sonic screams, anything that you can dream Nothing compares to having you on my team. You’re a super hero, to the rescue. A super hero, saving the world. You’re a super hero, to the rescue. A super hero with a heart of gold.
8.
I’m an airplane, mama. I’m a helicopter. I’m a rocket to the moon. You just can’t stop me. I’m bird. I’m a butterfly. I’m a bumblebee. I’m a pterodactyl. I’m a dragon in a castle. I’m a fairy. I’m a firefly. There’s nothing faster. I’m a runaway balloon, higher than you can see. I’m going to make you believe. I’m going to make you believe. There’s nothing I cannot be. I’m a big bulldozer. I’m an excavator. I’m a worm underground. I’m a big potato. I’m a rabbit. I’m a fox. I’m a bear in a winter sleep. I’m a train in a tunnel. I’m the blade of a shovel. I’m crab in the sand. I’m a pig in a mud hole. I’m the deepest roots of the biggest wild fig tree. I’m going to make you believe. I’m going to make you believe. There’s nothing I cannot be. All the wonderful things all around this beautiful world, If I can see them I can be them. I can find a way to learn. If I can feel the fire, I will know what it’s like to burn. I won’t leave any stone unturned. I’m a sea lion, mama. I’m a river otter. I’m a salmon in the rapids and I’m splashing in the water. I’m a big grey whale. I’m a sailboat out on the sea. I’m a tugboat driver. I’m a surfboard rider. I’m a clown fish, an octopus, a scuba diver. I’m a shark. I’m a dolphin. I’m a submarine down in the deep. I’m going to make you believe. I’m going to make you believe. There’s nothing I cannot be.
9.
Junkyard 02:51
I lost my baby in the junkyard, Somewhere in the middle of the old cars. He’s crawling around, looking for a part. I sure hope he’s out to fix my broken heart. I searched through the Chryslers, I searched through the Fords, I looked under all the Chevrolets. I even tried the fancy Porsche (and I looked good!) I combed through the carburators, The alternators, radiators too. If I don’t find my baby, I don’t know what I’ll do. I lost my baby in the junkyard, Somewhere in the middle of the old cars. He’s crawling around, looking for a part. I’m waiting for the crash, bang, boom to start. I lost my baby in the junkyard, Somewhere in the middle of the old cars. He’s crawling around, looking for a part. If we’re really quiet, we might hear him fart. I climbed up the highest pile, To get myself a better view. I even started up the loader, And pushed around a truck or two. Well, maybe I should go get me one of those Big old crushing machines. I’ll know when I have found him, When I hear him scream. I lost my baby in the junkyard, Somewhere in the middle of the old cars. He’s crawling around, looking for a part. I sure hope he’s out to fix my broken heart.
10.
My beautiful baby, my beautiful baby, That’s what you are, my beautiful baby boy. From your ten tiny perfect toes To your sweet little button nose. Even as it grows and grows, You’ll always be, My beautiful baby, my beautiful baby, That’s what you are, my beautiful baby boy. And when you turn 15, You might be bigger than me, Even through your hormonal haze, You will remain, My beautiful baby, my beautiful baby, That’s what you are, my beautiful baby boy. And when you finally leave our home, And find a family of your own, Even when I’m old and gray, You’ll always stay, My beautiful baby, my beautiful baby, That’s what you are, my beautiful baby boy.

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This record is dedicated to my beautiful baby: August Dugas, Augie Doggy, Augie Dugie, August Doggus, The Augster, Mr. Poo Poo (he chose that one)… It is also dedicated to all you kids out there, even the adults who stay young at heart and don’t take themselves too seriously.

Thank you to Grant Simpson for being one of those un-grown-ups and making this record all the fun that it is!

Thank you to Max who went viral on YouTube. Check out “Max really wants to go to the broccoli farm” and you will find my inspiration for the Broccoli Farm song.

Thank you to the big ears of Bob Hamilton, all the magical musicians who played with me, and Mish Fish for the spectacular cover art.

Thank you to Dave Sutton for playing a key part of the original arrangement of “Under Duck”.

Thank you to Yukon Media Development, FACTOR, and all the folks who pre-purchased this album, for helping to make it all possible.

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released May 1, 2020

All songs written by Claire Ness
Produced by Grant Simpson
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Bob Hamilton at Old Crow Recording
Additional recordings by Jay Burr, Patrick Hamilton and Wailyfe Studios
Artwork and graphic design by Misha Donahue

Featuring… Annie Avery, Rob Bergman, Mathis and Juliette Brideau, Jay Burr, Olivier de Colombel, Brigitte Desjardins, August Dugas, Bob Hamilton, Patrick Hamilton, BJ MacLean, Benjamin MacRae, Andrea McColeman, Krista L.L. Muir, Bonnie Northgraves, Lonnie Powell, Amelia Rose, Grant Simpson, Mike Stockstill, Aiden Tentrees, and Keith Todd.

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Claire Ness Whitehorse, Yukon

Cheeky wit.
Swing vocals.
Wild northern spirit.

Untamed tales and bona fide love songs from a candid heart!

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