Ms. Lou's Chicken and Dumplins

Make a young boy salivate
He asks his memaw if she should mention
All he talks about is your chicken and dumplins
South Arkansas charm
Ms. Oglesbys good time radio
I heard we were visiting from out of town
After church and the stained glass above our heads
All the kids sat at the table and laughed
And ate every bite of what Ms. Lou delivered.

Fishing Hole

I once thought I had everything I need
then I grew up
the swallow picks up the seed
from the tree but it wasn't enough
It ain't as easy
When the southwind blows
just as hook, line, and life seemed
to catch merely a perch out my fishing hole