Ballad Of A Simple Girl
A simple girl of seventeen,
With sunlight in her hair
She skipped and dreamed about a man
She'd met down at the Fair.
The sun was hot that summer day
The glare was in her eyes
She walked into a hidden place
Where kudzu sheltered skies.
He was a man, who'd looked at her,
Who'd worked to make her smile.
And on that hot and sultry day,
She had no sense of guile.
She'd meant only to sit with him
A kiss was all she'd known.
But his lips were hard and wanting things
And no kindness to her he'd shown.
He said goodbye in the dappled ...