by Larry Bradfield |
Categories:
old,
He used to be a ramblin' man
Drank and gambled shore to shore
Then he met a brown eyed lady
And he don't do that anymore
Oh, he was born in New Orleans
Traveled as far as Singapore
He met a girl from Abilene
And he don't travel anymore
Now she was special, she was sweet
He'd never seen her like before
Always he had loved and left 'em
But he don't do that anymore
They grew old and the town's still there
Their love grew a little stronger
They hold hands as the sun goes down
They'll do that for awhile longer
3-28-20
by Larry Bradfield |
Categories:
lost love,
I've known some Katies and I've loved some Sadies
And I've seen my share of girls' names in between
But I'll tell you son I've never known one
That measured up to a girl named Ima Jean
She could rope a calf or she could make me laugh
And she could do things that I've never seen
I would have wed her but she had thought better
And ran off with a dude from Abilene
Well I miss her still guess I always will
And there are times I get nasty and mean
Then I drink my beer and wish she was here
Instead of with that dude from Abilene
9/17/2017