Island of Fantasy

I know an island - know it well Seen it in my mind's eye It's a paradise sure as hell An' I don't ask it why It's a calm place where sand don't blow - Water holes don't run dry Cattle go where they're 'sposed to go Grass is always knee high My island has a blonde or two A brunette by the sea One cowboy, cook, an' housemaid too - A bartender and me On Fridays my boat leaves the dock I fish 'til Monday morn No need to worry 'bout the stock The fields are full of corn Come Spring no roundup needs doin' Cows come in on their own They bring new calves, proudly mooin' To show that they're hi-tone But that's a place that's in my mind An' I may never see Right now I'm kinda in a bind God have mercy on me My windmill's broke and suckin' air A cow's stuck in the mud A coyote's standin' over there Sniffin' for chicken blood I think about that blonde or two Just waitin' on my isle Then hear that muddy cow say moo - I'm stuck here for awhile June 6, 2016