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The Ballad of Nelly and Me
(Try this to the tune of
Me and Bobby McGee
Rolled
about a bit I'd say
Since Nell and I first met
Denver down to old Fort Lauderdale
Flatland
fever hit one day
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
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…
Love to gather
moss someday like other rocks we know
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.
Novato, Rohnert
Park, and then
To Morgan Hill down south
Loved it here, too bad we have roll
Push to shove you
forfeit love
Living hand to mouth
Leaving leaves within our hearts a hole
You know we'll keep in
touch for sure
That’s what we always say
True love's there our hearts must still entwine
Every new U-Hauler
Makes this world a little smaller
Now we Skype and email friends On-Line…
Love to gather
moss someday like other rocks we know
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
―November 2009
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