12-30-2012, 02:25 PM
All the grass on the Ozark slopes,
colored green by the sun,
is dipped into touches of blue.
Call it Bluegrass if you need to.
Three hours later on the highway
You meet another brown-haired black-eyed
cutie just two steps away from the local
whiskey bar.You of course invite her
for a dance and there you roll.
Next morning though you notice
another ring on your hand and you
ask yourself: how you made it from
Black Oak, Arkansas to Las Vegas
and back from there too!
colored green by the sun,
is dipped into touches of blue.
Call it Bluegrass if you need to.
Three hours later on the highway
You meet another brown-haired black-eyed
cutie just two steps away from the local
whiskey bar.You of course invite her
for a dance and there you roll.
Next morning though you notice
another ring on your hand and you
ask yourself: how you made it from
Black Oak, Arkansas to Las Vegas
and back from there too!
