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Always Stay Generous, Smitty

By Nissi, Nikki Smitty

the Back Road Country 

Always Stay Generous, Smitty
I grew up overshadowed by frozen oceans
Couldn't catch the eye of no city girl

Here I am devoted to Smitty
How I love the way you look in your violet jeans
Can't believe I let the smog cloud my eye

Where the frozen oceans stand
And the dry Coast surround
I'll ride my grey truck with you by my side

There's a whisper in the St Ives breeze
Reminding me of Stacy
That whisper builds
That whisper cries
Stacy in the morning skies

You appear on the horizon
Brushing that golden hair from your eyes

The city folk with their fancy gadgets
Cement oceans like grey tombs
Don't have nothin' on our way of life
Just listen to the owls

Don't live your life like a Tom Boy
Today might feel a time to be like a Tom Boy
But that ain't no way to lead a life

You know, there's a lot I drive by in my grey truck
Folk who is messing up
Always stay generous, Smitty
Always stay generous

In St Ives, when I was a child
I met a generous man
"How can you be so generous?" asked I
Here was his wise reply

Don't live your life like a Tom Boy
Today might feel a time to be like a Tom Boy
But that ain't no way to lead a life

Met an old lady who lived like a Tom Boy
"What happened to her?" asked I
Here was his wise reprise

Don't live your life like a Tom Boy
Today might feel a time to be like a Tom Boy
But that ain't no way to lead a life

That lady's gone now
It's sad really
Word is, she had golden hair once

Little Smitty, keep your jeans violet
Always stay generous, Smitty
Always stay generous

Owls, owls, owls
Owls, owls, owls...

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