City Boys

My ol daddy was the very best

They shut down the town when they laid him to rest

He held his new born Grandson on the night his death

Just a few hours later he took his last breath

He taught me how to hunt with a gun and a bow

Something you city boys will never know

We raised our own taters fresh corn and beans

You city boys don't know what that means

We always went to church, he taught me right from wrong

The Old rugged cross was his favorite song

He taught me God and family must always come first

You don't want to be alone when your riding in the Hearse

Now I'm working over seas and were twisting to the right 

You City boys wouldn't make it one night

For all you City boys that don't know what that means

I'm drilling for your Oil so you can stay home clean

Now I've got my own family and a woman I love

God and Daddy must have sent her from Heaven above
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Gupta Avatar
February 1, 2016 at 9:33 AM
Strikes a chord...
Toler Avatar
February 12, 2016 at 2:59 AM
Thank you sir, It was written as a song and I don't no how to get it out there. So it ended up a poem.
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