Big Ole Country Hugs

Big Ole Country Hugs Mary Jo Far outside the city in the country swattin bugs. Such a simple price to pay for big ole country hugs. Runnin by the river bed and skippin over streams. I'm dreamin that I'm dreamin while I watch you chase your dreams. Barefoot in the knee high grass your dreams all catch your eyes. Laughing when you reach for them they turn into butterflies. Some of them you hold on to while others you let go. Sayin give your friends all country hugs and say they're from Mary Jo. Somewhere in the distance I hear a lonesome whistle blow. Pleased with me for how I see this woman I don't know. My vision slowly starts to fade like that distant engines chugs. I'm leaving now but I'll be back for more big ole country hugs. Edwin C Hofert