This is incredibly accurate. My sister posted these lyrics from a Josh Turner song and so, being the copy cat I am, I am posting them again.
Well, I grew up wild and free,
Walkin' these fields in my bare feet.
There wasn't no place I couldn't go,
With a .22 rifle and a fishin' pole.
Well, I live in the city, but don't fit in,
You know it's a pity the shape I'm in.
Well, I got no home and I got no choice.
Oh, Lord, have mercy on a country boy.
My sister posted this along with a dead-on description of life as a 'country girl' in Idaho. Since I can't even compete, I thought I would just re-post for all of those folks who are interested in a great read. Country Girl by Abi
(except minus the running part, because that's one thing I do LOVE!!! Love you Abs!)
My Dearest Liza,
ReplyDeleteI just love you so so so so so SO much! You're so sweet and kind and beautiful and talented and smart and lovely and you're just the tops. Thanks for being so sweet to me! Have a fantabulous day, and I love you! :)
-Abs ;)