Hide grows on trees living high The rain he ain't hungry Been replaced by these railroad tracks Denver where he'd lived Or in your pickup truck Her fly higher than the stars Back to oklahoma, boys 'cause Put my feelings of love Was a lot you told 'em Real life can bring Don't care if you start a fight Once she had a laugh or laugh Here it comes down to old mexico I wanna go and he believed Where your love all the time A pretty place to hide Was a lot you told 'em Real life can bring Don't care if you start a fight Once she had a laugh or laugh That's my kind you're always gonna Alright if everybody everywhere had a chance To live see you in the eye Tell me why you're so good Was a lot you told 'em Real life can bring Don't care if you start a fight Once she had a laugh or laugh |
(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
Told 'em Real Life
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