A Woody pick.
Men are sentimental. It’s just that we can sometimes fall short of a Hallmark card with our articulation.
This lyric captures a man’s empty heart. It’s ineloquent, but somehow much more powerful than a poet laureate’s greatest effort.
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HAA!
….and I’m parked outside this lake, 80 miles from Santa Fe….waiting for you to swallow my lure….I’ll still be out here fishing’…bring beer. Maybe some brauts and your cousin Betty Lou…
I’ve never made a nickel from my poetry but I’m willing to go toe to toe with that ‘song’.
Oh yah. I hear you bro. Been there once myself, too. Parked, kind of, with no keys, where they had only one pay-phone you wait in-line to use. She said don’t call anymore, cause she was getting married in 6 months. I said, OK. And I just wanted you to know this was all my fault anyway, don’t worry about me.
i quit a minute into it. Did it get any better at the end?
Charlie WoW, you missed the eagle.
*sniff*, I love you guys!
Charlie WoW – No.
Hmm.
Both Claudia and riverlife_callie are correct.
Their seemingly conflicting posts made me want to check out the end.
But, nope. No conflict.
Just the facts, ma’am
You sure the lyrics weren’t by John Legend?
Where was he parked? I must have got distracted.