My Meadow Lark

Words and Music: Luther Denick of Sedan, KS

A few short years ago
Kansas girls in calico,
Chose the Meadow Lark for their official bird.
Now all of them are grown,
The best ones I have known,
Sang to me the sweetest songs I ever heard.

She is MY MEADOW LARK, with a song in her heart,
I always think of love when I hear her sing.
Her eyes are azure blue, and her hair curly too,
Her cheeks remind me of red buds in the spring.
I will go there in June, to spend the harvest moon,
And ask her for all the love in her young heart.
She will say yes, I know,
She wrote me long ago,
That she would forever be MY MEADOW LARK.

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