The Day That Max Was Born
by Jon Cobert & Tom Chapin
2009 Red Wagon Music & The Last Music Co. (ASCAP)

We got the news the modern way,
By text message on Rose Bay,
A baby born on the longest day,
Hurray, come blow your horn.
Eight pounds, one ounce, at six eighteen.
Healthy, hungry, strong and lean.
Now this date will forever mean
The day that Max was born.

The day that Max was born
The happy news was sent
By word and picture all across the continent.
The day that Max was born
The iris and the lupines bloom,
The summer solstice gave him room,
The day that Max was born.

He picked a great day to appear,
When the sun shines longest every year.
Makes you want to stand and cheer.
Hurray, come blow your horn.
What seemed a dream has now come true,
With hair of red and eyes of blue.
Clear out the old, ring in the new.
The day that Max was born.

The day that Max was born
The happy news was sent
By word and picture all across the continent.
The day that Max was born
The iris and the lupines bloom,
The summer solstice gave him room,
The day that Max was born.

Miles is an older brother now.
He'll help Max grow, he'll show him how
To do everything that they allow.
Hurray, come blow your horn.
The best of friends, the best of foes,
Max will find out as he grows
What Big Boy Miles already knows.
The day that Max was born.

The day that Max was born
The happy news was sent
By word and picture all across the continent.
The day that Max was born,
Lily flower and rose perfume,
The summer solstice gave him room
That happy day, the day that Max was born.


This song appears on Tom Chapin's Let The Bad Times Roll CD.

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