JMN2017 Woman With Automatic, oil on canvas, 18 x 24 in. (c) 2018 James Mansfield Nichols. All rights reserved.
(1)
My love goes deeper than a Ditch Witch pokes,
And higher than a cherry-picker soars.
But I done caught you, darlin’, way ‘cross town
Spendin’ my money in the Dollar Stores.
(2)
Baloney, rotgut wine, Chef Boyardee,
Bags of super-jumbo cotton puffs,
Oh Henrys, Mike-‘n-Ikes, and frozen pies —
Enough’s enough. Damn! lovin’ you is tough!
(Chorus)
Why oh why can’t you make do with me?
What’s in my pickup truck that you can’t find?
I’m right here for you, darlin’, Texas strong,
But hurtin’ bad now where the sun don’t shine!
(3)
Pigs feet, boiled goober peas, corn mush ‘n greens,
Ole Shep bayin’ at the moon, while me and you
Sop our plates plumb clean, then shuck our shorts,
Hear cricket song and do what lovers do.
(Reprise verse 1)
(Chorus)
(c) 2018 JMN.
I’d like to hear this spoken
Careful what you wish for! 🙂
I’ll second that.
BTW, waiting on this recording! Hint, hint
Aw, now, the gauntlet is down! I cannot ignore two hints. This “song” is absent a tune at present. I’m more lyricist than composer, which is saying precious little! I’m incited, however, to weight the pros and cons of a recitation in dialect. Thought must be given….
If you don’t want to go public with it, make a private, passworded post. I’ve not done it myself, but I think it’s a thing