![]() Southern MemoriesA Poem by Michael HessIt's the kind of night where anything can change you And everything you're feeling is on your mind The river's flowin, cigarettes are glowin Life is better without knowin What will happen to you the next night
Oh, come on, girl We'll have our fun Drivin down the dirt road. I am yours And the world is ours So just tell me where to go
Life's too short to work all day So let's get out and get away. Hangin down by the river With our friends and our buddy Jack. Cause all you have at the end of your life Are the memories of all those nights Drivin down the road with the radio blastin Singin along and speedin faster and faster That's where it's at.
It's the kind of night where there's nothin goin' on And we're all sittin' bored as hell by the phone Our hearts are burnin' and the wheels start turnin' How to live, babe, that's what we're learnin' Turn around, next thing you know We're long gone.
'Cause life's too short to work all day So let's get out and get away. Hangin down by the river With our friends and our buddy Jack. Cause all you have at the end of your life Are the memories of all those nights Drivin down the road with the radio blastin Singin along and speedin faster and faster That's where it's at.
Layin in the grass watchin' the clouds, Trespassin where we're not allowed. Pull out the flask and feel the spark Lightin the fire inside our hearts Countin the stars and sittin in the moonlight Don't wanna say goodnight Until I know that you'll be by my side And everything's alright. © 2008 Michael Hess |
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Added on April 2, 2008 Last Updated on April 2, 2008 Author
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