Rhapsody in Blue… grass
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.
August 2, 2008 at 9:03 pm
Well… my hair turns Red in the summer sun light. maybe i’m the next red headed stranger
Thanks Mad Celt!
August 2, 2008 at 9:10 pm
Good words
August 2, 2008 at 11:04 pm
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
August 17, 2008 at 8:05 pm