MUSIC FOR SALE

You might be a dandelion
With your spirit blowing in the wind

You think I’m a choosing Texas
And our love is at its end

You say you wanna be her
So bad, when I hear things like that
It makes me mad

When did my dixieland delight
Get those doubts in her mind

Let’s get back to that time
When we first met



You brought me a beer and said
I look like I love you

I said I do
It was true
I was totally in love with you the moment you walked in
That’s when my love began

I didn’t know all about your Bama
Side
But I respect your down home roots
And love your pride

Let me take you away
Find a little place to stay
Somewhere in Tennessee

Where we can listen to the
Smokey mountain rain


And Me holding you
Waking up to the morning dew


So please, please
Get those thoughts out of your mind

If you wanna blow in the wind
Like a dandelion
I will let you go

If you still think you wanna be her so bad
Go ahead, I won’t be mad

I’m not choosing anyone
But you