Country Home, City Home
step up
back porch pickin’
step back
the fiddler
taking
his bow
step up
back porch pickin’
step back
banjo
way out of tune
music to my ears
crooning
to the tune
of my broken heart
late nights
back home, in
fast company
lawn chair
full of dad’s pride
fireflies
step up
back porch pickin’
step back
step up
back porch pickin’
step back |
Simply
barefoot guests
a banjo
plays her in
hay bales stacked
packed in seats
he sees her
as she winks
he misses
his cue
at home
in her arms,
like a banjo in his
crowded room
sneaking a kiss,
freckles line up
i am simply
in love |