Eastern Blues Gone South

Written by: Susan Mills

His surreal cerulian cherubic blue eyes
are to die for cause they tell no lies
The way they look in the moonlight
never departs his heart's soul plight

His blues sing without singing a word
his heart is heard in his soft caresses assured
The cowboy walk of his style is not east coast
cause he has that southern drawl boast

In his dream he's a southern man down south
in my heart he's an east coast boy gone south
sporting them wranglers singing the spangler
purple mountain he sits majestically arranged there

All the while singing the blues....
All the while singing the blues....
All the while singing the blues....