This is my redneck love song
To you,
Stuck in your little city
In your smaller
Box, placed up and set next to
A concrete ramp.
And I wonder, does your spirit
Care to soar free?
Summer nighs and springtime afternoons,
Ankles dipped in shallow pools,
Just smiling and laughing.
Freedom for your sadness,
A fair enough trade.
I won't promise what you don't
Believe
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