Just Plumb Hollow

bile 'em cabbage down set us off
pleasing jangle of strings strummed
gathered around living room
siblings and cousins joining for
prairie bluegrass party

spilled wine made it official
laughter ringing above
cripple creek and fox on the run
and fiddle flew through devil's dream
banjo fingered jed clampett

voices rang harmony on choruses
traded solos on verses

stories told between songs
playing until fingers hurt and voices raw
and we played the last polka

cowboy hats and vests coloured
young heads and hearts
lively living loving life
toes tapping to the rhythm of
exalted existence