Chickadee

I never much believed in luck But there's always gold in the dirt and muck I'm strugglin I never thought I'd get this stuck He's next to me, a simple boy Starin' out the window at a field of soy We drove so far, we're halfway to Illinois Look at him, making me blush Plumes of dust blowin' up Behind us rollin' hills 'mind us of seas, a wheat sea, we see Fresh air, lakes and ponds, growing seeds And now beyond ironweed Just to hear the two-note tweet of a chickadee, so sweet Puttin' miles on his drained van Nothin' to say but we're hand in hand We're driving on, heaven knows where we'll land I have a door, and he has the key There's so much more that I have to see Let's get outta here, that's my only plea Look at him, making me blush Plumes of dust blowin' up Behind us rollin' hills mind us of seas, a wheat sea, we see Fresh air, lakes and ponds, growing seeds And now beyond ironweed Just to hear the two-note tweet of a chickadee, so sweet Look at him, making me blush Plumes of dust blowin' up Behind us rollin' hills mind us of seas, a wheat sea, we see Fresh air, lakes and ponds, growing seeds And now beyond ironweed Just to hear the two-note tweet of a chickadee, so sweet