Wishing Chair: Music

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We drove 500 miles of prairie

The sky's gone green with a storm

My baby pulls up against me

Pull the sleeping bag over to keep us warm

The earth has many treasures

More than I could count

And I'd trade my gold in measure

For the gold of the sun

Or a campfire going out

Chorus:

Keep me simple

Keep me true

Keep my mind on the things I'm supposed to do

Open prairie, sea of sky

I'll ride these roads

As my years

Go by

I'm a gypsy girl with a minstrel's way
Walking wagon tracks my grandmas' made
Touch the earth and feel her grieve
The spirit there makes me believe
I want to learn to sing these songs
Trace my feet for moccasins
Read the wind and which grass grows
Following the buffalo

Chorus

In a picture of a wishing chair
I stare at those two women there
Strong with age nothing to hide
I see the magic in their eyes
I wish for their weathered hands
I'll plant the trees, sing the songs
I promise I will carry on

Chorus