JJ DIAMOND
08-16-2005, 08:33 AM
Down Yonder
Longhorn Country, the Lone Star State
While visiting down yonder, I met my fate
Yonder, I asked, is it an inch or a mile
Don't matter, yonder is yonder, for a while
I sat a spell, listening to folks tell their yarns
Bout cathing catfish and life on the farm
I met some good ol boys, all Texans, very proud
At dusk we heard the ol hootin owl call sharp and loud
Down yonder, saw some gators creepin bout the cypress trees
Splishin and a splashin, so wild and free
While ridin in da pick up, saw a hawk gliding in the wind
And at the roadside, the sidewinders trail that never ends
At night you hear all sorts of critters, far and near
No worry, Bubba's got a shotgun, nothin to fear
Went down yonder to see Trumans little piece of heaven
Well gotta turn in now, it's far past eleven
The people the land, I grew fonder and fonder
I met my fate while visiting down yonder.
Dedicated to my good friend Truman R.I.P.
Longhorn Country, the Lone Star State
While visiting down yonder, I met my fate
Yonder, I asked, is it an inch or a mile
Don't matter, yonder is yonder, for a while
I sat a spell, listening to folks tell their yarns
Bout cathing catfish and life on the farm
I met some good ol boys, all Texans, very proud
At dusk we heard the ol hootin owl call sharp and loud
Down yonder, saw some gators creepin bout the cypress trees
Splishin and a splashin, so wild and free
While ridin in da pick up, saw a hawk gliding in the wind
And at the roadside, the sidewinders trail that never ends
At night you hear all sorts of critters, far and near
No worry, Bubba's got a shotgun, nothin to fear
Went down yonder to see Trumans little piece of heaven
Well gotta turn in now, it's far past eleven
The people the land, I grew fonder and fonder
I met my fate while visiting down yonder.
Dedicated to my good friend Truman R.I.P.