Leaving my Past Behind

A country-western song. Ya'll make up your own tune.

         Leaving My Past

On a train bound for Buffalo
As the sun slowly faded in the west
I left my mama and puppy
Cause my life was such a mess

Me and Laverne had been a fussin’
About the greater things of life
Like is the fork on the outside
Or should it be the knife

Chorus:
         And as I rolled down them tracks
         I knew I was never coming back
         Cause when my bags were packed
         I had walked right out'a that shack

Well a lady a settin' b'side me
Pulled her dictionary from her bag
And she thumbed through them pages
As it lay upon a folded flag

Then pullin' a candle from her purse
To its wick she set a flame
And claimed she was a writer
Who had achieved a lot of fame

Chorus:
         And as I rolled down them tracks
         I knew I was never coming back
         Cause when my bags were packed
         I had walked right out'a that shack

Well, she had the right equipment
That a guy would ever need
And she shared it gladly
Without any hint of greed

For my past was quickly fading
All the heartaches were falling behind
And I moved a little closer
Cause she was looking better all the time.

Chorus:
         And as I rolled down them tracks
         I knew I was never coming back
         Cause she gave me a snort of smack
         And now I was totally whacked!

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Words required to be used by "Para/Poem Challenge "Open""  in this poem:
         Buffalo...Puppy...Dictionary...Candle...Writer...Disappearing