SHE SAID:
I live where it is pretty
It’s far from a big city
No fancy shops are here
But one place does sell beer
I’ve not been on a plane
Nor ridden in a train
We have no traffic jams
Our pigs will soon be hams
You won’t see foreign cars
Or any movie stars
I’m just a country gal
No country boy’s my pal
And hopefully one day
I’ll walk along Broadway
HE SAID:
My home’s the family farm
No need for an alarm
We don’t see movie stars
At night we look for Mars
No fancy stores to shop
We pray for a good crop
No need for a Corvette
A tractor’s what you get
The country gal I date
Will soon become my mate
I’ll stay here till I die
Come visit, you’ll know why
By, Randee Saber 9/10/07
