Long Bed From Kenya
See the Redtail on her perch upon the fencepost
Highway 40 roll on by
If I could reach across the distance for a moment
I'd steal the sadness from her eyes
It's February and the weather's clear for driving
How I've missed your Tennessee
The morning sun just stole the shadows from the mountains
And the years away from me
Yes I've changed and I knew that I was able
But you still look the same to me
And your eyes are just as blue across the table
As the sky in Tennessee
This old farm is ne'er so big as I remember
Now the fields are burned and brown
The Pigeon River's running deeper than December
Where the Winter snows lay down
How you love your house and this long bed sent from Kenya
And the telling of the story of the woman you met there
She's a darkhaired beauty - my hair's only growing thinner
And my threads a little bare
Yes I've changed and I knew that I was able
But you still look the same to me
And your eyes are just as blue across the table
As the sky in Tennessee
In the silence hear the years we dare not speak of
Let this arrow pass on through
And I'll be gone before my heart has met resistance
Like you hoped that I would do
See the Redtail turn her wing toward the mountain
God there's sunlight in your smile
If I could reach across the distance for a moment
I'd steal her memory from your eyes
Yes I've changed and I knew that I was able
But you still look the same to me
And your eyes are just as blue across the table
As the sky in Tennessee
As the sky in Tennessee
Words and music copyright ©1993 Betty Elders/ Whistling
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