Sung to the tune of "On Top Of Old Smokey"

She lives in New York City,

Away far from me.

Today is her birthday

We call her A-bbie.

She's my dear step-daughter,

Though I call her my own

We swing in the hammock

Without our cell phones.

She has a cute family.

Forrest is her hubby

He's gonna be a doctor,

Then he can fix me.

Here's Abbies cute daughter

Her name is Audrie.

I think she's a cutie.

'Cause she looks like me!

My Abbie has cute boots.

They're made just for rain.

I wish I had some like it

But I'm saving for a brain.

(are you sick of this song yet?...too bad...)

I love this sweet picture.

It shows so much love.

Those naps with his mommy

Eli sleeps like a dove.

(do doves sleep?)

These cupcakes scream "ABBIE...

MAKE SOME FOR YOUR step MOM"

She'd really appreciate it

So please send her some.

This girl is a great chef

She'll cook anything.

Her talents are endless

She even can sing!

So if you can't tell now

I love her so much

I wish she lived closer

But we'll keep in touch.

I hope you're still singing

This song is quite long

But what is a birthday

Without a great song???

I love you Abbie.