Season to Season
The man puts his hand to the plough, He’ll make a living somehow. His family depends on him, Every season to season. The man puts his...
The man puts his hand to the plough, He’ll make a living somehow. His family depends on him, Every season to season. The man puts his...
If you are looking for me today,follow our path. You know the way past the grapevines sitting by the ridgeyou’ll find me atop the old girded...
We never knew our clothes weren’t new,we thought we were the privileged few. How could we know we didn’t belongin your world? We thought nothing was...
Bull Shoals Bull Shoals,On the shoreline of Bull Shoals,Raised the bodies of three small souls.In silence, they’ve rested there,Not to have seen worldly caresThere could have...
It happened in the Burgess General Store, About five minutes after we walked in the door. It was a scorcher outside, not much cooler in, When...
The memory of watching Mama’s mouth turn upwards into a smile,I have kept safe through the years; it’s helped me through life’s miles. Even to this...