Had a history professor from my part of the South
Knew it the moment he opened his mouth
Told me George Washington loved to show off his calves
Thought of my daddy's Appalachian talk
Farm-built legs stronger than a founding father
Knew a poet from Tennessee,
Bible-belt man with a haircut each week
Told me about Dubliners, got me into the abstract
Found his old thesis from Kentucky; I couldn't help it.
Learned my favorite redneck in velcro, orthopedic shoes
Knew more about Percy Shelley and crystal meth than I'd ever seen
Maybe everything's a mirror when you're lonely,
Like cowboys seeing mirages of water out in the desert
Seeing fathers in any man with a southern drawl
But I hear them speak to me, they know my name
They say "Buck up, cowgirl!”
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