i have been writing a lot of country songs lately – all i hear is fiddles, people clapping, spoons even. i wrote this one this morning reading my bob dylan book, inspired by a good friend’s recent fortune in marriage:

all i need is a place somewhere where
i can be with the one i love
such a sweet man you would not believe and
made up of such wondrous stuff
he might tease me and drive me mad
still the best thing i’ve ever had
all i need is a little room
to give him heaven for life

all i need is a winding stair up
to that place no one else can see
with him near my laughter falls down
and i remember the truest me
he might falter in this world of fools
he don’t play by nobody’s rules
but all i need is to love this man
to be his blushing wife

yee haw!