Saturday, September 29, 2018

whiskey and cornbread


when I was a boy
I'd dream of a world
under the stars
harmonicas
guitars
riding through canyons
with yesterday's girl
a cowboy's life for me

now sometimes I go camping
in a four wheel drive
the only time I ever
feel halfway alive
with the moon as my lantern
and the stars above head
and supper is
whiskey and cornbread
supper is
whiskey and cornbread

when I was a boy
I'd dream of a place
wild and free
where I could be me
learning to live
with a smile on my face
a cowboy's life for me

now sometimes I go camping
in a four wheel drive
the only time I ever
feel halfway alive
with the moon as my lantern
and the stars above head
and supper is
whiskey and cornbread
supper is
whiskey and cornbread


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