The Ballad of Nelly and Me

Rolled about a bit I’d say Since Nell and I first met Denver down to Old Fort Lauderdale Flatland fever hit one day and Drowning in our sweat Mountains pulled us up a dusty trail Cut down trees and nested in The Hills of Carolina Dogs and cats and serendipity People there talked funny and We soon ran out of money Greener pastures called from Tennessee Love to gather Moss someday Like other rocks we know but Moss comes with a price it sure ain’t free Far off places beckon That’s when Nell and I must go Life’s too short for stones like us you see Too short for rolling stones like Nelly and me Bogging down in Tennessee The itch began returning Folks stopped buying what I had to sell Call from California came and Set our hearts to burning Westward roll might ease this itching spell Packed it in and mapped our course For warm Pacific shores Winter snows brought some anxiety Would be rough we knew it but We’d plow our way right through it Dreaming of the opportunity Novato, Rohnert Park and then to Morgan Hill down south Loved it here we hate to have to roll Push to shove you forfeit love Living hand to mouth but Leaving leaves within our heart a hole This time we’ll keep in touch for sure That’s what we always say True love’s here our hearts must still entwine Every new U-Hauler sees This world a little smaller with Email, faxing, texting folks online. Love to gather moss someday like Other rocks we know but Moss comes with a price it sure ain’t free. Far-off places beckon That’s when Nell and I must go Life’s too short for stones like us you see Too short for rolling stones like Nelly and me. Just another Warrenpiece