Oh Jolene

Her eyes were green, but not emerald
Cool, deep mint that you could fall into
Do backstrokes through 'em
Red lips, pink cheeks
Oh Jolene
Flaming locks of auburn hair
Set the small town ablaze
Oh Jolene
That long summer
My boy had his eye on you
Wanted to meet up and kiss in the field behind the barn
I took his idea
Like you took his heart
We met at dawn in the meadow
Oh Jolene
A falling star can only burn for so long and bright
Until it fades out
Oh Jolene
I buried you in August
In the field behind the barn
Oh Jolene
We talk about you while we sleep
There's nothing I can do to keep from crying
Calling your name
Jolene

Based on Jolene by Dolly Parton
 

ZoeBee

VT

18 years old

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