He walked up to the stranger
Said pocket that knife
If your blade nicks that tree boy
You’re risking your sweet life
Take a look at that old lady
Sitting there on the stoop
With her finger on the trigger
Of that shotgun aimed at you
Her Granddaddy grew that tree
From a tiny little seed
You won’t be carving hearts in it
But watching your own bleed
~~~*Chorus*~~~
Be on your best behavior
Always watch your mouth
Think about your actions
Know what your host’s about
Don’t dig yourself in so deep
There’s no way to climb out
You’d better mind your manners
In the South
~~*~~
He knew the boy was shaken
The knife fell from his hand
He said go on and pick that up
I’ll introduce you to my Aunt
They walked up to the Lady
With the shotgun at her feet
She said it’s nice to meet you
Ya’ll come sit with me
Glad I didn't have to shoot you
Bury you beneath that tree
Though I know it helps it grow
So tall and lush and green
He tried not to laugh while
The kid was turning white
She smiled, and said I like you
You’re so quiet and polite
~~~*Chorus*~~~
Be on your best behavior
Always watch your mouth
Think about your actions
Know what your host’s about
Don’t dig yourself in so deep
There’s no way to climb out
You’d better mind your manners
In the South
~~*~~
When the young man could finally talk
He said would you excuse me please
I have to find your Great Niece
Tell her that I must leave
I want to thank you for having me
She said Ya’ll come back
They were laughing on the stoop
The boy was moving pretty fast
He was smiling at his dear Aunt
Her eyes were shining bright
She laughed and said I swear to you
It gets more fun every time….
~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
Said pocket that knife
If your blade nicks that tree boy
You’re risking your sweet life
Take a look at that old lady
Sitting there on the stoop
With her finger on the trigger
Of that shotgun aimed at you
Her Granddaddy grew that tree
From a tiny little seed
You won’t be carving hearts in it
But watching your own bleed
~~~*Chorus*~~~
Be on your best behavior
Always watch your mouth
Think about your actions
Know what your host’s about
Don’t dig yourself in so deep
There’s no way to climb out
You’d better mind your manners
In the South
~~*~~
He knew the boy was shaken
The knife fell from his hand
He said go on and pick that up
I’ll introduce you to my Aunt
They walked up to the Lady
With the shotgun at her feet
She said it’s nice to meet you
Ya’ll come sit with me
Glad I didn't have to shoot you
Bury you beneath that tree
Though I know it helps it grow
So tall and lush and green
He tried not to laugh while
The kid was turning white
She smiled, and said I like you
You’re so quiet and polite
~~~*Chorus*~~~
Be on your best behavior
Always watch your mouth
Think about your actions
Know what your host’s about
Don’t dig yourself in so deep
There’s no way to climb out
You’d better mind your manners
In the South
~~*~~
When the young man could finally talk
He said would you excuse me please
I have to find your Great Niece
Tell her that I must leave
I want to thank you for having me
She said Ya’ll come back
They were laughing on the stoop
The boy was moving pretty fast
He was smiling at his dear Aunt
Her eyes were shining bright
She laughed and said I swear to you
It gets more fun every time….
~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
Acting shocked while the boy raved
She yelled I love you Daddy…
Then she winked at him and waved
Every time she set them up …
To carve in that old tree
It was a test for her young guests…
They failed miserably
~~*~~
~~~*Finale*~~~
Be on your best behavior
Always watch your mouth
Think about your actions
Know what your host’s about
Keep your wits, use some sense
And laugh if you know how
Always leave room for humor
In the South
~~*~~
Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright © 2013
Copyright © 2013
Brilliant!
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