Sabbatical for Grace


I read a book on grace once,
I can see it, though it's gone
Still, I remember that amazing grace
Is much more than just a song

I want to hop a train
And ride it far away
Leave this city yesterday
And wake up there today

I need to go to Memphis
Not quite sure for how long
I guess just long enough
To hum a few more Elvis songs

Can I leave the past behind me?
To stand on wooden floors
Eyes diverted, nod with subtlety
At 'ole boys who open doors

Just sit and dip, and dip and sip
In some old country bar
And listen to that Southern tongue
Bed warm strum of worn guitar

On this sabbitical for grace
Splash some mercy on my face,
Bestow me just a hint, a taste!
Or let the whiskey take its place

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