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<font face="Verdana, Arial" size="2">Originally posted by Bobbie Gallup:
Just finished this one, which was written at the request of a country artist who wants to cut it when it gets music...but I don't want to let her see it until I feel it is ready...which it ISN'T. I can see meter messes in it but is one of those things I am too close to, to be able to rectify my own mistakes. ALL comments and ideas will be gratefully appreciated. Thank you to ALL my JPF family for your assistance with this. This one really matters. I am listening!

Bobbie

What Really Matters
(c) 2001 Lyrics by Bobbie Gallup ASCAP


I badly needed a break and something to eat
Cause I'd been drivin' all night
Figured the food would be fine when I saw that old sign
And the row of trucks parked outside
With a smile as bright as the morning sunlight
Creeping over the canyon rim,
The waitress brought me a cup and left the whole pot
Said, "I can see what you need, my friend"

CLIMB:
What a delightful way to start a new day
I smiled to myself as she left
Just a small town girl, she'd brightened the world
Of a friend she'd only just met

CHORUS:
What really matters
Isn't always what you see
The shiny outer package
Sometimes can deceive
What really makes you rich
Isn't what you have
It's the things you give away
A smile, a hand, a bit of your love
Will all come back to you someday
And that's...what really matters

A new Beemer drove up as I sat lost in my thoughts
And parked by a old Chevrolet
With scowls on their faces and not a hair out of place
And little between them to say
But that look in their eyes was hard to disguise
And they sat far apart as they could
The man was too curt and the waitress was hurt
Though it was clear that he misunderstood

CLIMB:
His wife peered down her nose as she flicked the fake rose
That bloomed in the old plastic vase
I could see she was sure the local folks envied her
I wanted to tell her that wasn't the case

CHORUS:

With a big windshield crack and a mutt in the back
A dented old pickup pulled up
A young couple got out and there was no doubt
That this was a pair in love
She was giggling and grinnin' and laffin' at him
As she grabbed the backside of his jeans
They sat side by side; couldn't possibly hide
What they had was more precious than things

CLIMB:
She was a proud country wife, they had the richest of lives
And all that that true love can supply
I felt joy just to see them and I'd much rather be them
Than those with all money could buy

CHORUS:

Hi Bobbie

How about "Trapped in the old plastic vase".

[This message has been edited by Bobbie Gallup (edited 08-25-2001).]</font>

JDRussell