Story Tellers

There's some stories old men tell Just so they can hear themselves Always hold a certain ring With their own brand of embellishing Around the stove in the old country store If they've told it once, they've told it more Look you straight in the eye Before their pants are set on fire They'll have you staring in belief That what you see is reality Look at you with the straightest face So as not to give themselves away Listening to all the old men Toss out the line to reel it back in again Like a Salty dog on a fishing boat Keeping the tall tales they tell afloat There's some stories old men tell Fooling you as they fool themselves Always hold a certain ring With their own brand of embellishing Thinking back to when my Grandfather owned an old country store where as a kid I'd sit on the uneven worn out wooden floor and listen to all the old men spin their tales. Not sure if he ever sold much but boy we sure had fun!