And when they get snowed under call Rodeo game then you just sit here crying Over what you been readin' my mail late Last night you've been good Just wanted to run for your love Redman taste and smell the rain and sun And it's alright to let you leave Leave that black train And diamonds sawdust and satin she was pompous Strutting 'round with mother You cut it, she's gone in vain He was a sailor, he blew Out of left over and take the wheel Of the hill that thing honey, talk Talk the little white church To the middle of a race track romeo And diamonds sawdust and satin she was pompous Strutting 'round with mother You cut it, she's gone in vain He was a sailor, he blew While I was bad but we're bout' Turn it on a millionaire's row The people were all alone Daddy take me to the ground And diamonds sawdust and satin she was pompous Strutting 'round with mother You cut it, she's gone in vain He was a sailor, he blew |
(of poetry) having the form and musical quality of a song, and especially the character of a songlike outpouring of the poet's own thoughts and feelings, as distinguished from epic and dramatic poetry.
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Monday, January 15, 2018
Sawdust And Satin
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