More Than An Old Lady

She's just an old lady with a slow walk There's a little pain where a smile once was She's not chatty, just a little small talk Her left eye don't see what her right one does But,ah my friend, she once was hell on wheels She sat the saddle like a cowboy might Preferred hard ridin' to automobiles Didn't much matter whether day or night She is a lot of what this country needs As hard as nails and then soft as a fawn I'm dying now and I've sown my seeds Someone be gentle to her when I'm gone She was a hardcase and all that covers And she was one of the world's great lovers September 1, 2016