The Whiskey Sun

Welcome to the whiskey sun

Where folks have lived for generations

Transplants are a dime a dozen

But we still cling to our traditions

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I admit I'm one of those girls

Stuck in the middle of the crossroads

They say that you have to choose

But I'm a citizen of two worlds

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California is my past

Tennessee is my future

I was born as a grizzly bear

Now I'm a mockingbird, a singing creature

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My heart belongs to the beach

There I bathed in the golden sun

But my dreams will stay in the Smokey Mountains

Here I come, whisky sun

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Come on down to the whiskey sun

Where the west coast meets the eastern sky

Horses race on electric wheels

I'll take my beer with a bottle of wine

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See a land of cowgirls

Mixed with the surfer queens

They both wear daisy dukes

While climbing a wave of trees

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California days behind me

Tennessee days ahead

Trade bikinis for suede boots

But why not keep both instead

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My heart belongs to the beach

My dreams now live in a raging river

Come on down to the whiskey sun

To be a creature of two worlds forever

I hope you like my poem and my sister's painting. Follow me on Twitter (@musicl0v3) and various Vocal Facebook groups.