I hear that beat
I start to move my feet
I know this song
I grew up
to that country song
I found my love
with that song
I worked to that song
That old, gold country song
I lived to that song
My life is that song.
I find myself up and dancin'
that old, gold country song.
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Author:
Winter light (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 18th, 2016 11:05
- Comment from author about the poem: I was listening to country when I wrote this!
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
Can I do the Texas 2 step to that?
Ha, ha, ha! Funny! I lol'd to that!
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