Young Friend (Brooke Waggoner)

Young friend there are Unspoiled sides o' country Those hills make ya moon and make ya swooney And they have wiped away The bloom from your strawberry brow With their wispy clutch and wispy gown I got along just fine 'til I knew ya The saddest days were the ones that I'd lose ya But now I am free so long I'll see ya Next year when I'm strong and I mean it Young friend there are Silos of things that make you want to grow In the west on farms that sound like string-lit bows And they will keep you close and they And they will keep you in good company Like the sad ol' tunes that make you moody I got along just fine 'til I knew ya The saddest days were the ones that I'd lose ya But now I am free so long I'll see ya Next year when I'm strong and I mean it You gave me the frowns You gave me the frowns You gave me the frowns You gave me the frowns You gave me the frowns You gave me the frowns