Ode To Jennifer Nettles

Wow it seems just like yesterday I sat there watching the CMA The rest is history what can I say An angel sang “Why don’t you stay” She was raw and raucous as I ever heard But all leaned forward to hear her words She held us in her reaching palm And she exploded like an atom bomb Jennifer, Jennifer won’t you sing for me I’ll write you a song like none could ever be I know you write the words you sing And you really don’t need my fling However I am just an old man with a silly dream You can make it happen… or so it really seems You should hear my words coming from up above Like the ones sent me about the “Garden of Love” I think you would find it really very prime However Steve Earle didn’t write it, it is mine And I am already married my kids are quite tall Also when it rains I often slip and fall If nothing else I hope this gives you a smile Stranger things have happened You know every once in a while It doesn’t hurt to dream, not by a country mile. So Jennifer, Jennifer consider an old man’s plea What the heck it can’t hurt to talk a while with me It might even climb all the way to number one Let the world hear the Garden of love, basking in your sun Wow it seems just like yesterday I sat there watching the CMA The rest is history what can I say An angel sang “Why don’t you stay”