A wreath of blue grass is all my queenship wants.
I know who I am 'cause I know where I've been.
I've plucked banjo in holier than thou revivals
I've bucked Internal Revenue and Prohibition.
My toes have danced Appalachia and high stepped the Ozarks.
Some might read my sway for swagger.
No such thing!
My name is Carriage.
My occupation is railroad tramnp.
I'm the lady of the bobcat eyes.
I'm a kitten, wearing man-size mittens.
I'm the Cherokee they couldn't find to kill.
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