Your Grand Ole Walls
Your birthday fiddle filled the air
In nineteen twenty-five,
Your broadcast sent the signal out
Country is alive,
With iron wills and steel guitars
They traveled to your door,
From orange blossom country
To the wide Pacific shore.
Your grand ole walls
Sent a message to them all,
In sequin suits and worn-out boots
They answered every call,
They sailed the skies on speckled birds
And rode on cannonballs,
To stand there on that Opry stage
Inside your grand ole walls.
Through their youth, your songs would bring them
Stories, far from home,
When they grew, they came to you
With stories of their own,
From Butcher Holler to Rocky Top
They heard you loud and clear,
And brought the gold down from the hills
For all of us to hear.
Your grand ole walls
Sent a message to them all,
In sequin suits and worn-out boots
They answered every call,
They sailed the skies on speckled birds
And rode on cannonballs,
To stand there on that Opry stage
Inside your grand ole walls.
With old guitars, in dusty bars
They heard your gentle call,
You held the heart of country music
Inside your grand ole walls.
p.s. In case you are a member of a Bluegrass, Folk, or Western group (or know someone who is) and might be interested in co-writing, please let me know - dennisgoodwin1947@gmail.com
Submitted: December 01, 2020
© Copyright 2021 Dennis L. Goodwin. All rights reserved.
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