There's something about a barn...'specially an old, weathered, well built one
that makes you breathe deep, puts a stroll in the way you walk
makes you forget stressful things and technical talk
makes you want to lay on your back in the sun.
~
Oh, the millions of laughin', lovin', stories behind those big ol' boards...
stories 'bout rolls in the hay and itty, bitty, yellow chicks,
country hicks
and Model A Fords.
~
I'd live in a barn...yep...sure would...every night, every day
and play out in the field like a butterfly flittin'
and snuggle up with a little purrin' kitten
and go to sleep, in the loft, in the hay.
~
(and there's just something about a man in a flannel shirt
who pays his debts
behind a plow, with no regrets
and smells of hay and truth and black, rich dirt)
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