Mike Kimbro of Grapevine, TX, photo taken at the GCISD administration building on Grapevine Hwy.

A Drifterís Song

 

Song lyrics by Chrome Dome Mike Kimbro

 

Structure scheme:  Accent points of all 3 verses and choruses align.

 

Read along to my Spoken Verse Performance!

 

 

VERSE 1

 

I compliment those long brown locks,

 

And your look turns this man to stone.

 

Just a kind word said, shouldn't come as a shock, no,

 

When you choose to wear such fine cologne.

 

 

CHORUS 1

 

Iím not gonna do you wrong.

 

Check me out.

 

So long gone the wild oats Iíve sowed.

Here's a pic of Stifler from the American Pie movies. 

So donít treat me like Iím Stifler. >>>>>>>>>

 

 

I just wanna sing my songs.

 

Twist and shout.

 

Then take my act on down the road.

 

Love ainít easy for a drifter.

 

 

VERSE 2

 

A country road hands out lessons,

 

About right and wrong, weak and strong.

 

Tennesseeís the best thumbiní state, there ainít no doubt.

 

Just make sure that youíve got some orange on.

 

 

CHORUS 2

 

Why canít we just get along.

 

Word, no doubt.

 

Seen men shift into cave man mode,

 

So Iíd move on that much swifter.

 

 

I just wanna sing my songs.

 

Twist and shout.

 

Then take my act on down the road,

 

Trust ainít easy for a drifter.

 

 

BRIDGE

 

Sure Iíve got a roverís heart,

 

Youíll never find me behind a desk.

 

But nothing scares this gypsy soul,

 

Like a Facebook friend request.

 

 

VERSE 3

 

Cool afternoons in the summer.

 

Camping out around Wheatfields Lake.

 

Arizonaís nights are the best I remember

 

And I ate rainbow trout three weeks straight.

 

 

CHORUS 3

 

Iím not lookiní to do wrong

 

Check me out.

 

Yeah Iíve paid all the debts Iíve owed

 

So donít treat me like a grifter.

 

 

I just wanna sing my songs.

 

Twist and shout

 

Then take my act on down the road.

 

Life ainít easy for a drifter.

 

 

Keywords:  Poems about drifters, Songs lyrics about gypsies, Poems about camping and fishing on the reservation of the Navajo tribe, poems inspired by "I'm a Drifter" by Bobby Goldsboro.