Sweet Boy From Minnesota
ANNA ELIZABETH LAUBE
Sweet boy from Minnesota
Child of the lakes and the pines
With chestnut hair
And a half-mast stare
How'd you get so gentle and so kind
Tell me the name of every flower
Growin' on this Rocky Mountainside
Hold my hand as we walk the land
Just west of the American Divide
You call me honey I'll call you darlin'
And we can lie here in your bed
And listen to some sweet old country tunes
And a little Grateful Dead
We'll go out into the nighttime
We can dance it all away
We'll pretend that it's us until the end
Even though it's only for today
You help me carry my last suitcase
Down the stairs and to my car
I sure will miss
Your soft midwestern kiss
But I'll send you lots of lovin when I'm far
Down the road with my guitar