SHE CAME DOWN FROM BOSTON
TO BE CLOSER TO HER MOTHER
AND TO TRY.. A LITTLE TASTE OF COUNTRY LIFE
SHE WAS HER MOTHERS ONLY DAUGHTER
FROM A GOOD SCHOOL WHERE THEY TAUGHT HER
HOW TO WALK AND TALK AND FOLD.. A NAPKIN RIGHT
I WAS BOOTS AN LEVI'S BOY
DRIVIN' WRECKERS AND FIXIN' CARS
AND ANYTHING THAT SPARKLED CAUGHT MY EYE
SHE WAS A DIFFERENT KIND OF FLOWER
NOTHING LIKE MY COUNTRY CLOVER
BUT I FIGURED I COULD TOUCH HER IF I TRIED

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I ONLY MEANT TO TOUCH HER
JUST ONE TIME AND LET HER GO
TOUCHIN' HER WAS LOVIN' HER
AND HOW WAS I TO KNOW
THAT SHE BE THE KIND OF FLOWER
CALLUSED COULD NEVER HOLD
WHILE I WAS REACHIN’ FOR HER BODY
SHE WAS REACHIN’ FOR MY SOLE
SHE WENT BACK TO BOSTON
MY SOLE WAS ALL IT COST ME
JUST TOUCH HER NOW
I WISH I'D NEVER TRIED
SHE WAS A DIFFERENT KIND OF FLOWER
AFTER HAVIN’ KNOWN HER
I JUST CAN'T KEEP COUNTRY CLOVER ON MY MIND

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