Darylanne

Darylanne come to see me I'm sitting here with naught to do my mouth is dry my boots are dirty but I sure would love to see you Darylanne come bring that baby I want to smell his cool clean skin I want to see his bright eyes wonderin where to go, where I've been Darylanne, my life is empty lonely days spent on this porch times I sit, and do some quilting while I watch the sun and scorch Darylanne I still can see you playing out in that dusty yard running wild out there with your sisters screaming out well after dark Darylanne so much of young life is spent working working way too hard you forget to lift your head, you forget to notice then you lose just who you are.