prairie bell

*i've had this song churning around in my mind for a while now, and finally finished it last week and then put chords to it last night with jered (husband) and brent (brother). it was inspired by my friend ryan's niece, who's name is prairie bell. when i heard her name i thought to myself, that is me! i am a prairie bell! a city girl on the outside (i admit i'm a bit high maintenance when it comes to make up & hair) but a prairie girl on the inside (i love the prairies, the countryside, country music, etc). soon after i started writing this song... which i hope will be the title of my full length album that will be in the works in the winter/spring of 2008/09.

prairie bell

in my daddy's backyard
there's a sky stretching out
just as far as i can see
with my arms open wide
and my head thrown back
i know i'm right where i want to be
and when i'm flying home
from wherever i've been
there's a view below i know so well
it's a patchwork of snowy farm
and windy highway that's home
to this prairie bell

when i'm home
there's no place i'd rather be
and when i'm gone
you know i take a little piece with me
and it doesn't take long
for this sentimental soul to tell
about the patchwork of snowy farm
and windy highway that's home
to this prairie bell

in this city girls' heart
there's a little soft spot
for a field blowing in the breeze
like a river of gold
growing up from the ground
when it's starting to surround me
and when i'm driving home
from wherever i've been
there's a road i only know so well
among the patchwork of snowy farm
and windy highway that's home
to this prairie bell

when i'm home
there's no place i'd rather be
and when i'm gone
you know i take a little piece with me
and it doesn't take long
for this sentimental soul to tell
about the patchwork of snowy farm
and windy highway that's home
to this prairie bell

some say home is where the heart is
you'll find, no greater truth than this

in my daddy's backyard
there's a sky stretching out
just as far as i can see
with my arms open wide
and my head thrown back
i know i'm right where i want to be
and when i'm flying home
from wherever i've been
there's a view below i know so well
it's a patchwork of snowy farm
and windy highway that's home
to this prairie bell

it's a patchwork of snowy farm
and windy highway that's home
to this prairie bell

©2008 lisa nicole grace