Always Stay Pretty, Fonda Cox
By The Invisible Man
A Country Song

I grew up overshadowed by small ditches
Couldn't catch the eye of no city girl

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

Where the small ditches stand
And the green arches surround
I'll ride my red truck with you by my side

There's a whisper in the Winchester breeze
Reminding me of air
That whisper builds
That whisper cries
Air in the morning skies

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

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

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

You know, there's a lot I drive by in my red truck
Folk who is messing up
Always stay pretty, Fonda Cox
Always stay pretty

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

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

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

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

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

Little Fonda Cox, keep your jeans purple
Always stay pretty, Fonda Cox
Always stay pretty

Moan, moan, moan
Moan, moan, moan...

Thanks for reading,
The Invisible Man
@theinvisibleman