Asleep Down the Hall

There's mud on the windshield
And pain that I still feel
Like fightin' a raw deal
But I've nowhere  better to go

I'll go home to Dallas
And build her a palace
Toast her with a chalice
Maybe she'll still love me so

We got married quite young
Both had a hot tongue
Our interests were far flung
But I loved her more than you could think


The words got so heated
'Bout how she was treated
And I heard the open road call
But now I've been there
And found that there's nowhere
Like the one who's asleep down the hall

I met her in Ft Worth
I was just down from up North
She was blue eyes and mirth
Texas was all I was thinkin'

I sang my songs in bars
The Honky Tonks with jars
Someday I'd join the stars
But they keep me in whisky for now

The words got so heated
'Bout how she was treated
And I heard the open road call
But now I've been there
And found that there's nowhere
Like the one who's asleep down the hall

8-19-20
Contest: Strand completely New (24)
Sponsor: Brian Strand
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