Weeping by Brian Hefele
Foolish I am
Fooling around
With my smirking imagination
Crashing the sound waves
Inside my brain
I got them deep down blues
Age is catching
Time is running out
I need to write me a country song
About that country girl
Sitting around the fire
Her and me
Me and her
Outside in the cold summer breeze
A parkdale cowboy
With his parkdale cowgirl
Maybe we can sip on a little
Kentucky bourbon
Wet our whiskers
Warm our hearts
Holding hands
Under the weeping willow tree
Time is 4:11am
The birds are singing
I’m still dreaming
Gonna tuck you in
Kiss you a sweet dream
Goodmorning sunshine…….
Goodmorning cowboy
I am a fooling foolish sweet dream
sitting under the weeping willow tree
in the warm summer breeze
Them deep down blues I got inside my brain is running out
my imagination
crashing catching singing
Write me a country song
wet with bourbon
about that girl
Holding hearts and hands
gonna kiss you
4:11am
our time is on fire
I’m still dreaming
sunshine
I need to…….
