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Bare feet on southern soil &Burning up in the august heat&Tall grass and butterflies&Were all praying for breeze If only in a daydream{Cause it’s long gone and it’s in my past} I can close my eyes when I want to go back...... In the evening on the back porch You can see the stars like you've never seen willburn singing that sweet old song & dancing on my daddy’s feet I was growing fast
I was restless as the wind To young to know that once you leave
You’ll never be the same again
I try to reach back in time & touch those summer days But as each year passes by
I feel them starting to fade
willburn marshall was one of the people i was close to as i was little and growing up listening to his sweet song with sitting out by the creak waching all the fish go by, dancing on his feet as he told me to grow up wise and i was such a beautiful girl. alabama was the one of the sweetest places to grow up in, but now that time has moved on this have changed but there will always be that memories that the family will al have to share when we all sit back and talk again.
R.I.P. WILLBURN MARSHALL
paige..