Let me tell you about my lady

Floridian family to the core

Hunt, fish, trapping, Everglady

Desperados, Hiding from the Law.

Actually now, she has two sides

Not schizo but complementing

One is seen, and the other one hides

Appearing just when the need’s fomenting

She can sit around a campfire

Drink a beer, and spin a yarn

Guitar and banjo in her choir

Cursin’ like a sailor, and not just, darn!

She likes to go four-wheeling

Playing in the mud and squealing

Her two-step moves have the right feeling

And Hank Williams baby, leaves her reeling

Well you can take her down to Palm Beach

In society she knows how to sit and stand

The right way to eat, recline and reach

And lay it on thick for the gaudy and grand

She knows how to walk down the stair

Without even glancing at her feet

And she glides around as if on air

A book securely balancing neat

Her daddy taught her how to cuss

Then finishing school, and I ain’t lyin’

Her step ma taught her how to fuss

Now She’s complete, and I ain’t cryin’

I prayed to my Lord to fill my void                                   

Answered my prayer, gave a treasure                              

Just when I’d thought my life devoid                                

He filled it with love at no half-measure                           

“The Lord recompense thy work and a full

reward be given thee of the Lord God of Israel

under whose wings thou art come to trust.”

(Ruth 2:12)