Tomboy Jenny

My Momma called me late yesterday Told me our Jenny had passed away Her life was taken by a Louisiana bear My body went weak, but I grinned from ear to ear She could shoot a quail at 100 yards Get her hands dirty, take care of the farm Her Daddy called her his best ranch hand But I was really her biggest fan She drove a flat bed pick up truck Changed her own oil, tuned it up She had the bluest eyes I'd ever seen She had a .38 tucked in her jeans She could skin a deer by the pale moonlight Put it in a pan and cook it up right Hope heavens ready for Tomboy Jenny She'll show up in boots and a crown She could reel in catfish from dusk to dawn Do cartwheels across that big country lawn She had freckles that danced down her nose We played in the bayou where the dogwood grows I can't believe that she is really gone She made us feel like we all belonged I loved her then, I'll miss her now Tomboy Jenny never left this town She's the reason us boys hung around .........