Rooster Chronicles
Mystic
Cowboys
As a young girl she did cartwheels
Now she’s ready for high heels
But she’s worried she’ll grow too tall
She used to wonder
When she was younger
At the birds flying south in the fall
One cold winter day
She froze her fingers
Oh how that memory lingers
As a young girl she did cartwheels
Now she knows how mom feels
Cause she’s held babies close to her breast
When she was younger
She used to wonder
What good can come from algebra tests?
One cold winter day
She froze her fingers
Oh how those memories linger
As a young girl she did cartwheels
Now she’s ready for high heels
As a young girl she did cartwheels