That country girl.

A girl like her mom

Livin’ off crackers,

Loves fox and the hound

Hair, wavy, like the clouds

And deep eyes, hazel brown

Running into the fields,

Always messin’ around

Staring at the skies and stars

Spending the nights

Amongst the trees, singing songs

Doing what she likes

To hell with rights and wrongs

Pluckin’ the flowers,

Playing in the pond,

She outshone the moon

In her pretty blue gown

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