Stevie Taite - Pictures From Bama lyrics

My friend Tom's from Alabama State bird, Yellowhammer Golden rod's their state flower By the road side, it does tower In full bloom this time of year Growing out of waters clear Waters where the fishing's fine Horizon lined with long leaf pine These the pictures he sends me Bitter sweet ‘heart of Dixie' The best is when his time is free In the sun he likes to be Drives his boat to nearest lake Leaving dry land in its wake Catching ba** of winning size Aware of black bears watchful eyes He contemplates a time gone by Mesmerised by dragon flies Who hover there, metallic blue. Then blurred wing dart them out of view. He also dreams of what's ahead As he wades back through the reedy bed As crickets sing their trilling drone Alabama state, for now his home.