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Farm Girl in the Straw ©2017 Robert George BMI
Well, that Chevy over-heated Just outside her dusty farm I was fifty miles from Little Rock, And I held that shiny Glock like a lucky charm
She was hoein’ by the fence line When I walked up to the gate She looked kindly on a stranger’s plight, Told me I could stay the night cos it was getting’ late
Said I’d better sleep out in the barn Cos she lived with her old granpa So I propped my head against a wagon-wheel And with one eye on the road across the field I dreamt about the long arm of the law And a farm girl in the straw
It was sometime after midnight When I saw her silhouette She was backlit by an amber moon And we shared a kiss I wouldn’t soon forget
With a wink she said to watch the noise Cos she lived with her old granpa O the southern wind was blowin’ cool n soft As we climbed the ladder to the loft There’s no tellin’ how much the scarecrow saw Of the farm girl in the straw
Come the dawn I kissed her deep and said I had to go Fixed the car and drove it ninety into Mexico I was wanted for a bank job back in Arkansas But I couldn’t forget the farm girl in the straw
She almost didn’t recognize me With that scruffy beard I’d grown But an untamed flame will always burn And she was sure that I’d return for the seeds I’d sown
Now her granpa’s restin’ with the Lord And I’ve learned to live within the law There’s a bag of hundreds hidden in the barn Come the spring a baby blessed the farm And to this day I am still in awe Of the farm girl in the straw
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