For Dolly Parton
Poor folk in the mountains,
Scratching out a living,
No nickels to rub together,
From here she came.
Incessant expression,
With creative progression,
She sought to sing,
She did not seek fame.
Those amazed by her looks,
More amazed by her wit,
For when she spoke,
She stood her ground.
Her heart sang true,
To each one of us,
A neighbor and friend,
In her we found.
She followed her heart and she gained the world.
But deep in her heart she stayed a country girl.
She drew us close,
And made us family,
As if we each sat,
Before her fire.
For the force of love,
Which she did give,
Gave her a strength,
Which never tired.
Now her guitar lies still,
Though her fire still glows,
We still stand together,
Though we feel alone.
She’s living in our hearts,
From there she’ll never go,
Because she is not gone,
She just went back home.
She followed her heart and she gained the world.
But deep in her heart she stayed a country girl.
