My Ballad For Bobbi Jean

I sat beside my window To greet the early morn And hope that I may hear soon The buglers upon their horns Only then will I be sure That my heart be full of glee Harrah! He is home now My traveler has come for me Traversed by naught but brave, He tells me of these lands Tales of beasts and babes All tamed by his firm hands Oh, I have traveled far and wide Says he with a sigh But have seen the greatest treasures A-sitting by your side When I become so weary And the road becomes too rough Why, I have naught to do But think of you, my love For my cousin Bobbi Jean. May you and your family continue to have a blessed life.