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The Fire Burns
Poems
Oct 2016
Please Mr. D.J
.
Belly rubbing music in the que
everyone is ready, not just a few
after songs, no one on the floor
Mr. D.J. why play more
Look around, at buckles and boots
cowboy hats, get back to roots
play some George, Strait or Jones
let the music inspire their bones
Charlie Daniel's fiddle fire
Spinning two step it does inspire
Or how about Copperhead road
line dancing, empty chairs load
Rocky mountain jeans stretched tight
Cowgirls dancing, what a sight
Keep them out there on the floor
how about some Justin Moore
Slow it down, let them breathe
some Willie Nelson, is what you need
and when it's time to drink a beer
play stuff, no one wants to hear
Then come back with Jerry Reed
Waylon and Merle is what you need
and when you want them all to sing
Friends in low places, the dance will ring
So look around and know your crowd
then you'll know, what to play real loud
In rural areas, club stuff don't work
Play us all some good red dirt
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The Fire Burns
M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)
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