Let me be the branch,
From which your tire swings.
Let me be the branch,
From where your robin sings.
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Above the grass so tall.
Beneath the moon so small
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Let me be the branch,
From which your tire swings.
Let me be the branch,
From where your robin sings.
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Above the grass so tall.
Beneath the moon so small
Let me be the sky,
From where your sunlight hangs.
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Come around the bend
Let a new friend in
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Let me be the song,
Your lips are humming.
Let me be the chord,
Your heart is strumming.
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Let me the bluegrass of your soul.
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(written originally on bet:
that i could write a country song in ten minutes)
“Let me the bluegrass of your soul.”
Great line! Willie Nelson got his start writing you know.
Well… my hair turns Red in the summer sun light. maybe i’m the next red headed stranger
Thanks Mad Celt!
Good words
you have some lyric skills…even if it was for a bet and you arent serious, they are as good as anything i have heard in a country song