Hi everyone..I'd like to try and make this a song again...tks glyn

Life And Death Out Here In Da Sticks

Well I heard ole' man Thomas passed away
another life gone, no one to carry on
they'll put him in an ole' pine box
into the back of a truck, with any luck
have em' in the ground
fore' the rain clouds erup
say a prayer or two
another life gone too damn quick
working sun up to sun down, but that's
Life And Death Out Here In Da Sticks

When someone's born or someone dies
is the only time the news flies
we'll put on our best blue jeans
a clean fresh cotten tee
take a spread of food
on down to the family
show our respects, be on our way
tomorrow promises a brighter day
say our prayers for what we're thankful for
That's Life and Death Out Here In Da Sticks

Weren't afraid of no critter nor snake
fished with real Hoppers
cos we wanted live bait
on Sunday's we'd pile into Pa's ole' truck
headed to church to see the light
Paw'd be dippin snuff spittin' in the wind
if he turned his head to the left
we'd lean into the right
this was the best times of my life
That's Life And Death Out Here In Da Sticks

We'd swap a recipe, get together
patch a quilt
help the neighbors dressing out a hog
run through the pastures
jumpin' over logs
to the shallow creek
out back for a swim
we'd swing across the water
on a tire tied to a limb
That's Life And Death Out Here In Da Sticks

There was nothing like
riding Pa's tractor
on a hot early summer day
smellin' the new plowed dirt
and oh sweet fresh cut alfafa hay
that was living life
but we knew no other way
when the old folks are gone
we only have our memories
That's Life And Death Out Here In Da Sticks

Yeah That's Life And Death Out Here In Da Sticks

Edited by glynda (07/25/12 11:57 AM)
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I wanna go!!!!!

Sorry Sam im just getting back to this one but good huh

Glynda, That's an evocative look at a way of life that is disappearing like the buffalo. The Internet is pushing "the sticks" farther and farther away from civilization. Your nostalgic poem gives us a glimpse into the past and present. A very nice piece of work.

Reminds me of the old days here in Wales.
Vic

Gonna work on this one more...wanna get vocals and music to it..I wrote this one years ago...tks glyn

One of my favorite topics these days... death!

Working more on this one now..I have so many that I need to get finished......hope to have more on this one very soon..tks glyn

I enjoyed this one Glyn. Those simpler times when kids actually played and did things outside with family and friends are fading to memories for most. We had an Old man Thomas, great mechanic, ran the Phillips 66 Station maybe a half mile away. One of his kids was valedictorian. I'll check back in if you are reworking anything on this.