"Bobby Rook"
Read Huck Finn when sweet sixteen,
Skipping school with smarts from the teachers so mean,
Folks went Southwards from the Union Blue,
Anchoring in Dixie where passion does brew,
Letting me learn in any old way,
Putting hay on the floor during Christmas Day,
Daddy don't mind a mess here and there,
If I beat my drum towards things I care--
Never wanna leave this creek and moon
That double-dates Dixie till the Sun does croon . . .
Bobby Rook
