The Beauty and Ol' Bart
The mayor in our little town
Has grown old as he rules.
That's why what happened just last year
Made us all feel like fools.
The train slowed down and fin'ly stopped
Here in our little town.
A brown eyed beauty smiled and winked
An' stepped down on the ground.
She said, "I heard that Texas men
Can curl a young gal's toes.
I come all the way from Kansas
To find me one of those."
The saucy gal said, "Where's your mayor?
Seems like the place to start.
He'll know the single men in town.
I heard his name is Bart."
Next mornin' we all gathered round
To watch her catch the train.
But there she was on Bart's front porch
Singin' some old refrain.
She said, "Howdy boys, lovely morn!
Ol' Bart's just sleepin' late.
If you'd bring up my clothes and things
I'd sure appreciate."
Well, we was stunned to say the least
As we brung up her clothes.
Who'd have thought it'd be ol' Bart
To curl them Kansas toes...
August 22, 2016
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