Tuesday, December 8, 2009

country girl

she bakes a pie
rounds up a steer
she is so cool
i want her near

worship

all love songs have been wrote
there is not one new note
how can I worship
how can I pray
everthings been done
is there a new way
God does not care
he is not impressed
the heart he looks at
not a new song
so if you are forgiven
then sing aloud
their is a Savior
and he loves you

alien

a alien came to our world one day, to make us all better and to improve our lot

people hurting

People hurting,
turn to stare.
There is hopw inside,
Go into that church over there.

Heart sick,
In despair,
Come on in,
For you, we care.

The music is great,
Come meet our Lord,
Fill up your plate
we are here to serve

We will greet you with a grin
we help those who hurt,
get out of the worlds den
come on inside

If you dont care no more
push open our door
there is a new way
welcome to a new day

Let us pray for you
we will comfort to
just let go of your past
Jesus will be with you till the last

Sunday, November 15, 2009

6 string lover

Her name is val
when I hold her close
the music she makes
sets me aflame

her neck long and slender
with a tiny little head
oh but the rounded body
without her, I feel dead

I hold her close
she does not mind
I play her stings
she lets out a whine

she is my guitar
and no matter where I go
I will take her with me
I can not be me, without her

country girl

I stepped into the truck stop
not knowing I was to fall in love
She was sitting there
stringy blonde hair

One eye of blue and one of brown
I could tell she had been around
she smiled, her teeth were yellow
I could tell I was a lucky fellow

Her mobile home sat just down the street
we went in, it was not neat
the smell of dog in the air
I knew we were meant to be a pair

Now we got married at the truck stop
honeymooned in a truck camper
we drove around fueled by soda pop
she is my truck stop queen