My Ronnell

Excuse me, Ma'am. You seem to be alone. Do you mind if I sit here? I could use some company myself. Can I buy you a beer? You say you must decline because you don't drink alcohol? Well, I applaud you, and admire your standards, after all. I drink too much of it myself, poor habit, I'm afraid, but maybe I could change my ways. How 'bout a lemonade? Yes, Willie Nelson's band's in town. No, I don't think you're silly. You're not the first nor last to think that I look like Old Willie! To tell the truth, I know him well and write some of his songs. I've been with him when crowds were scarce and when there were great throngs. Now tell me all about yourself. Those kids of yours sound great! Shall I go order us some food? It's been hours since I ate. This talk with you has been so nice; now I will take a chance: It's true you hardly know me, but how would you like to dance? It's been a pleasure; thank you, ma'am, I've got to run along, but you've not heard the last of me; I MUST write you a song!