The Southern Boys Muse pt.2

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The Southern Boys Muse pt.2

" Ode to Southern Rock "

I love to ride those funky rails wherever they may roam
"Am i dreaming?" I asked my captain "Are we getting close to home?
Can you hear me? Can you hear me? or am I all alone?"

for our sustenance two favorite almonds of mine
eat a peach they sing, their voices divine
inspired by me and sweet Melissa, Duane and brother Greg
they call us their blue sky " Turn your love our way! " they beg

but when Melissa and I misbehave and we do them wrong
they feel like a whipped up post indeed they made it their song
they head out on the road with their last silver dollar
packing up and riding away during the midnight hour

always smokin' doobies are the brothers of three
listenin' to the music, singin' boys give me the beat
they ain't got no worries when the catfish are jumpin'
long as the black water's rollin' the paddle wheel's thumpin'
they call us "pretty mama" as they take us by the hand
dancing all night long honky tonkin' down in Dixie land

Ole Lynard he loves this sweet home lying under skies so blue
"the breeze" i call him as he's blowin' seeking his Linda Lou
husband gave him three steps pointed toward the door
we ain't seen him or his blond hair 'round here no more

Southern birds are free, that cannot be changed
ask old Bocephus, our family traditions remain