Red Dirt Cotton

I took a ride the other day Along those roads so red Saw puffy white cotton bolls As down the road I sped Leaves were turning gracefully Along the side of the road Saw cows on the brown parched land As across the field they strode This day I heard distant murmurs No sound of a human word Only a cow mooing softly Or the song of a single bird But there’s nothing I like better Than to take a country drive I love the time with nature As a new season subtly arrives I enjoy a quiet rural drive Past wheat fields so tall and golden And down the road a ways I see The beautiful Red Dirt Cotton!