Holy Smoke - Romance On The Prairie

Dollar marks on plastic cards
She had a way to spend it
She had to make a special trip
Cause the postman wouldn't send it
Went a place between two walls
A lamppost lit with green
Another one was lit with red
On buildings in between
Familiar faces there were a few
And frowns there were a plenty
She calls upon a special man when she was running empty
The special man she calls upon
He rode a horse of white
She provided fresh green pasture
Much to his delight

If I had a dime to my name
I'd buy your body and feel no shame
If I had the money darling
You would be the one I'm calling
If I had more than a few
I'd come right back and marry you
If a clover was a club
I tell you mama we'd make love

All I caught was a passing glance
And for it I adore her
I love this woman very much
But rarely could afford her

If I had a dime to my name
I'd buy your body and feel no shame
If I had the money darling
You would be the one I'm calling
If I had more than a few
I'd come right back and marry you
If a clover was a club
I tell you mama we'd make love

Written by:
Jonathon Wilkes

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