SEVENTEEN BLUES

I swear my eye’s were open when I fell down from the sky,

fifteen years later momma said boy your going blind.

I cannot see behind me but I know I have been there,

I can still hear momma calling from her squeaky rocking chair.

…..

Hey boy, where you hiding?

Hey boy, I can’t see very far.

Hey boy, what’s that sliding?

Hey boy, that ain’t your guitar.

…..

A couple of years later I saw her standing there,

the lady of my dreams with her flashed out frizzy hair.

We ran into the bayou where no one could stare.

But I still heard momma calling from her squeaky rocking chair.

…..

Hey boy, where you hiding?

Hey boy, I can’t see very far.

Hey boy, what’s that sliding?

Hey boy, that ain’t your guitar.

…..

I sure am grateful for all that I have seen,

my eye’s are still open but I’m only seventeen.

i can not see behind me but I know that I’ve been there.

I can still hear momma calling from her squeaky rocking chair.

.

hey boy

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