Willow Bluff

Back on the prairie where the river runs slow
 I met a young girl with the wheels to go
 So I took her hand and went down the Willow Bluff
 And I kissed her lips blood red and rough
 My legs got loose and my head got high
 And my will got weak when I looked her in the eye
 So I charmed that girl for an afternoon
 And I tried to make her laugh so she'd follow me home.
 And when the time came
 She said you're really not that funny
 When you gonna learn boy
 It's all about the money.
 And you can be blind on your own time
 If you want to
 But I've got priorities
 And I can't waste mine.
 Down at Lafitte's where the roof hangs low
 By the old stone wall, she talked real slow
 "Can I kiss you boy, I like your stuff"
 And sent time on the wind, back to Willow Bluff.