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City Girl Turned Country

Contributed by KittyLou on Friday, 31st May 2013 @ 07:03:04 AM in AEST
Topic: DreamsandWishes



Born and raised in a town nick-named 'no mean city'
Once familiar, now a stranger, violence second nature
Swapped those mean streets for an out in the sticks address
Designer name threads switched for a pretty cotton dress

Grey skies for the scorching flame reds of a Southern sunrise
No more fad diets its all fried chicken now and sweet potato pies
Ditched the fancy cocktails for pitchers of cold sweet tea
Lifeless bouquets for wild flowers scent wafting on summer breeze

No missing the soul destroying daily grind for a slower pace of life
Sitting on the front porch, radio playing 'Country Boy Can Survive'
Green tomatoes, watermelon, home grown corn, down on the farm
Feeling rejuvenated seduced by this land's sweet Southern charm

Tailgates, BBQs, picnic parties, crawfish fishing, dipping toes in the creek
A friendly neighbour's call of 'hey y'all' , the children playing hide go seek
The catchy toe-tapping boot scootin' beat of a hoedown country band
It forever holds a special place in my heart my adopted homeland.




Copyright © KittyLou ... [ 2013-05-31 07:03:04]
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Re: City Girl Turned Country (User Rating: 1 )
by stevenfloyd on Friday, 31st May 2013 @ 12:42:34 PM AEST
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not bad, would even make a good countrty song!
and country girls are the only way for me. nice write


Re: City Girl Turned Country (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 1st June 2013 @ 03:23:12 AM AEST
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Welcome to YPDC.
This is a masterpiece.
Being a country girl, I've lived in the City so I know how this feels. I'll stick with my country home.
Blessings, country,
emy


Re: City Girl Turned Country (User Rating: 1 )
by RussellReinhardt on Sunday, 9th June 2013 @ 02:58:00 PM AEST
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Hello Kitty

This is beautiful. As Emy says country is the only way to go. Me being a city boy from Johannesburg in South Africa I've always had a think for good old USA country. It started with "Little House on the Prairie" I fell in love with that way of life. Thank you for sharing it took me back many many years to a time when I still use to dream.

Greetings
Rus




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