I LOADED MY HORSES IN THE OLD TRAILER
MY WOMAN BESIDE ME IN THE OLD TRUCK
WE KISSED THE WIND OF ARKANSAS GOOD BYE
WE ARE ON THE ROAD TO NEBRASKEY
WITH A LOAD OF HORSES AND AN OLD TRUCK.
GOOD BYE BOONE COUNTY
WE WERE BORN TO BE FREE.
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and Patsy you said you could not write poems...
For My brother to his wife....
Goodbye my love, hate to see you go
But since you have thought you’d want to know.
It was great timing especially for me
To the court I will go I want to be free.
A marriage dissolved with property to divide
Is easy to split when one’s spouse wants to hide.
...h
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