humdrum hillbilly hymn

"so bashful when i spied her!
so pretty- so ashamed!
so hidden in her leaflets
lest anybody find-

so breathless till i passed her-
so helpless when i turned
and bore her struggling, blushing,
her simple haunts beyond!

for whom i robbed the dingle-
for whom betrayed the dell-
many, will doubtless ask me,
but i shall never tell!"

betcha cant guess who wrote that one-- ;)



we are leaving for tour in a few weeks. i cant remember where i put my anything--i suppose i wont need it anyway. but still.



it's nearly eleven oclock at night and the cicadas are making a ruckus. all the trucks that cant get any further down interstate 10 are hauling off the road to find a parking lot to nest in. and im pretty sure that i will miss texas very, very much while im away.