The Craig House Bed and Breakfast Strut

Written with best wishes—Kevin Dann
(with apologies to the author of “Fishin Blues’’)
Note: Please come on in – write a verse!

I’m a goin’ to Cape May in the Summertime,
bet y’all wanna come too,          
Bet your life, and your sweet wife, know it like I do,
That there ain’t no place to cool your heels,
You just gotta go and park your wheels.
Front of 609 Columbia ‘neath the shady old trees

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I’m goin’ to the Craig House, The John F. Craig House
And my baby’s goin’ to the Craig House too!

You can talk about the porch, you can talk about the rooms,
You can talk about the breakfast fine.
Head to the beach.  Go for a bike ride,
Come on back at 5 for a glass of wine.

Yes, other B & Bs look plenty sweet,
they’ve got lots of gingerbread and chocolate chip cookies to eat.
But the Craig House has got somethin’ quite unique—
It’s got Chip & Barbara, Barbara & Chip
Lookin’ after me and you.

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Barbara says she is not clairvoyant, but I disagree
I’m gonna tell it to you true.
The Craig House fairies whisper to her—she hears their song
Yes, she sees a lot more than me and you

Those fairies are happy in Chip’s wonderland,
There’s color and form for the eye on every hand,
A festival for the senses I am tellin’ you, Man!
‘Bout the John F. Craig House, the crazy crazy Craig House
Even the Angels are crazy ‘bout it too!

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