Bless Your Pea Pickin' Heart

Bless Your Pea Pickin’ Heart


			Bless your pea pickin’ heart,
			That’s what Tennessee Ernie Ford
			Would always say,
			I watched his show religiously every day,
			Back in 1965,
			I’d come home from Kindergarten,
			And turn on the TV,
			To watch good ole Tennessee,
			He was a good man with that great bass voice,
			I loved to hear him sing “Sixteen Tons”,
			“Red Roses for a Blue Lady” and many more,
			I loved the wonderful stories he told,
			Most of all I loved the way he ended the show,
			“Bless Your Pea Pickin’ Heart!”

			Celine Rose Mariotti
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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