Hunting for a lyricA Poem by copperconanJust a simple country style lyric
well get them guitars ready , and fire up them amps, were gonna go a hunting, were breaking up this camp there’s a bounty for a melody, and top prize for a tune so slick em down , and saddle up lord we gotta find one soon
well the landlords on the telephone, demanding that we pay, and the last check bounced like rubber, he’s really making waves, so get them guitars ready, let’s start making sense, we gotta find a lyric, one that’ll pay the rent.
Yea were hunting for a lyric, got a compass for the mind, gonna cross a broken heart , and that mason Dixon line, were looking over country rock,, and floating down the streams were hunting for a lyric , and the bounty that it brings.
(Here we go now)
Yea were hunting for a lyric, got a compass for the mind, cross a broken heart , and that mason Dixon line, yea were looking over country rock,, and floating down the streams were hunting for a lyric , and the bounty that it brings.
(Oh let’s go) © 2009 copperconanAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on January 24, 2009 Authorcopperconanwalled lake, MIAbout54 years old ,, enjoy writing short lyrics . poems believe in God strongly love dogs (hunting hounds ) love trading lies beside late night campfire while catfishing more..Writing
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