City Lights (Backwoods) Poem
By William Mowell
Fort Worth is where I wanna be
Texas, oh how I want to be free
The shackles of life burns like hell
To be on an old dirt road, everything I’d sell
I’m just a country boy at heart
City life is the worst part
Can’t see the stars over the light
Can’t even get into a good ol’ bar fight
This life is mundane and I’m sick of it all
I miss an old back road in the middle of fall
Country life is all thats there for me
A country boy is all that I can be
The city lights surround me like a jail cell
I’m living just in the city gates of hell
Simple life seems to be extinct
I need to find that missing link
Old days listening to Lynryd on the radio
A Pick up truck could make any load
The girl next door was your only one
When you were with her, you could reach the sun
Pretending to live the way of the gun
Pretending that the south had won
Riding off in the backdropp of a setting sun
But realizing your back where you had once begun
