In a field of Lilly's
One day my mother was' nt mindin' herself. That when she nose'd into my Daddy. She was just runnin' roud like a freebird on the fir'st day of spring. And there my daddy stands Tall and mighty. Sc'ard he might be whitted for eatin' n apple. My mother was' nt like that. she was courious. courious like a cat. wan' tin to know ever' thing bout my daddy. he ans' wered every question. anyways. My mother and father both felled in love and then i was made.