The Ballad of Nelly and Me
Rolled about a bit I’d say
Since Nell and I first met
Denver down to Old Fort Lauderdale
Flatland fever hit one day and
Drowning in our sweat
Mountains pulled us up a dusty trail
Cut down trees and nested in
The Hills of Carolina
Dogs and cats and serendipity
People there talked funny and
We soon ran out of money
Greener pastures called from Tennessee
Love to gather Moss someday
Like other rocks we know but
Moss comes with a price it sure ain’t free
Far off places beckon
That’s when Nell and I must go
Life’s too short for stones like us you see
Too short for rolling stones like Nelly and me
Bogging down in Tennessee
The itch began returning
Folks stopped buying what I had to sell
Call from California came and
Set our hearts to burning
Westward roll might ease this itching spell
Packed it in and mapped our course
For warm Pacific shores
Winter snows brought some anxiety
Would be rough we knew it but
We’d plow our way right through it
Dreaming of the opportunity
Novato, Rohnert Park and then to
Morgan Hill down south
Loved it here we hate to have to roll
Push to shove you forfeit love
Living hand to mouth but
Leaving leaves within our heart a hole
This time we’ll keep in touch for sure
That’s what we always say
True love’s here our hearts must still entwine
Every new U-Hauler sees
This world a little smaller with
Email, faxing, texting folks online.
Love to gather moss someday like
Other rocks we know but
Moss comes with a price it sure ain’t free.
Far-off places beckon
That’s when Nell and I must go
Life’s too short for stones like us you see
Too short for rolling stones like Nelly and me.
Just another Warrenpiece
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