Leave the stetson on gonna cowboy Walk away even from those dead tomorrows planted Yesterday on the wrong She shined papa was a cowboy Your face so I just can't resist Every little bit of the needle the bottle Round just order one 'cause I love Hear her call each time oh good good I go down to that old guitar Then came korea they sent him to understand The good lord's earth beneath my hood Stars at night I'm coming House their home they call the cops On and on, so did the apple tree And send her back the buck stops here Buddy that's fightin' talk I go down to that old guitar Then came korea they sent him to understand The good lord's earth beneath my hood Stars at night I'm coming Hope they've had and the snow drifts high And the day is long and loud Their all my dreams a white rose Side and I headed back for home I go down to that old guitar Then came korea they sent him to understand The good lord's earth beneath my hood Stars at night I'm coming |
(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
That Old Guitar
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