Sweet Abilena looks out at the midwestern skysweet seventeen with a faraway look in her eyesBut come September I'm flying away"She said "I feel like a bird in a cage promise to writeSince we were tall as the corn in the spring I said "I'm gonna miss you" then i made her So anxious to grow in the new summer rain We shared every secret, shared every dream And bloom like a rose on the Calico PlainsHow could she hear as we laughed on that warm summer nightThe tiny beart of the baby she carried insideI stood beside her when September came Watched her get married and caught the bouquetAnd like those hand me down dresses she gave meI made hger dreams mineFrom a seat by the window on wings made of steal I stared at the patchwork over the fields Where young tears that once fell like warm summer rain Were turning to snow on the Calico PlainsCloser to thirty but farther away in her eyes Sweet Abilena looks out at the midwestern sky She holds her babies liek she holds her dreams She reads the letters she makes me promise to writeEach night she kisses and rocks them to sleep whileSweet Abilene looks out at the midwestern sky.
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