Saturday, July 2, 2011

What does everybody thing about this country song I wrote?

It's already copy righted, so don't steal it! It's meant for a strong
country female vocal.

"To the Fairground"
VERSE 1
Hey y'all that time of year has finally rolled around
Yeah, we're all headed down to the fairground
Rodeos and tractor pulls call that dirt arena home
This evenin' it holds the livestock shows
Down in the old white brick building
Arts and crafts are hangin' from the ceiling
All the prize pumpkins, maters, and taters with their ribbons
Red, white, and blue
Later on me and you
CHORUS
We'll be spinnin' around that Ferris wheel
Baby, tell me what I'm feelin's real
Watch them chickens peck their grain
All the kids run around like they've gone insane
Go listen to that live band
You take me by the hand
And spin me around
I'm glad I came down to the fairground
VERSE 2
Sun rises and it's day 2 of the county fair
I brush my teeth and I comb my hair
Got my dress ready for pageant day
Yeah, you know I'm gonna be Miss Clay
I see you sittin' on that old wood slat
Boy, you're killin' me in that cowboy hat
And then I watch you as you rope the wind
You don't know it but you roped my heart again
REPEAT CHORUS
Now I got my cowboy and my crown
I'm glad I came down to the fairground

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