From the recording It's Just a Cookie

This one's a true FOLK tune -- may sound like something you used to sing at camp. Don't be surprised if you feel like joining in on the chorus!

Lyrics

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One day in the grocery store, I strolled the cookie aisle.
A woman walked beside me, and told me with a smile,
You shouldn’t eat that junk food, instead you must be strong
Cookies are unhealthful, to purchase them is wrong.

The flour has no nutrients, it’s not whole wheat, it’s white
The label shows preservatives, and that’s a big red light
Sugar’s simply poison, and chocolate has caffeine
They’re filled with carbohydrates, they’re everything obscene

I grabbed them off the shelf and mumbled to myself…

It’s just a cookie
A crispy, chewy treat
It’s just a cookie
Something sweet and good to eat
It’s just a cookie
It isn’t my existence as a whole,
A cookie warms my heart and feeds my soul

My mother says that chocolate’s from endangered cocoa trees
And butter could be from a cow with mad cow disease
Wheat is grown on corporate land, not family farmers’ ground,
And eggs are laid by hens that never get to run around.

So now I’m well aware, but I hereby declare…

It’s just a cookie
A crispy, chewy treat
It’s just a cookie
Something sweet and good to eat
It’s just a cookie
It has no politics or special role,
A cookie warms my heart and feeds my soul.

Other people share their views – I’m learning all the time
But can't I eat dessert without the feeling it’s a crime?

I brought the groceries in the house, and then my husband said,
What’s with the box of Oreos? How ‘bout homemade instead?
I like to smell vanilla and nuts and chocolate chips.
I want to feel the mixing spoon sneaking past my lips.

I gave the man a kiss and told him, Think of it like this…

It’s just a cookie
A crispy, chewy treat
It’s just a cookie
Something sweet and good to eat
It’s just a cookie
It isn’t wifely love inside a bowl
A cookie warms my heart and feeds my soul.

Yes, a cookie warms my heart and feeds my soul.

Man and woman, girl and boy – go eat your Chips Ahoy…
It’s just a cookie.

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