Meredith.
Getting ready to ride my painted pony out into the vast plains of the wild wild west.
Not afraid to take a chance, risk it all, as long as I find happiness in the breeze.
"Take to the highway won't you lend me your name
Your way and my way seem to be one and the same
Mamma don't understand it
She wants to know where I've been
I'd have to be some kind of natural born fool
To want to pass that way again
But I could feel it
On a country road"
1 comment:
you're going to take the wild west by storm, can't wait to hear about all of your adventures!
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