Bluegrass

I challenged myself to write lyrics a country song but the end result seems more like a Bluegrass number instead. The difference is subtle, of course, but read on and you’re likely to detect it.

 

    I ain’t wipin’ your tears no more

    But that ain’t no betoken

    That my love for you’s all through

    It’s just that the washer is broken.

    So I got no clean handkerchiefs

    And we can’t afford no Kleenex

    My shirts can’t have saltwater stains

    In case my boss inspects.

    So forgive me, my sweetheart,

    I love you as before

    But for now I’ll have to let

    Your tears fall to the floor.