Keep Your Silver Shined

We got the last of the apples
Rosy just from the weather
An orchard map spread out green and red
A ten-cent yellow hat
Rotten fruit kicked off the path
Our hands in our pockets
And our pockets in our pants
Racing out ahead to be the reddest heart beat beating
Out on the scene busting blood through a young body
A puddle with a jacket cap
A picnic in a mountain pass
A taste of summer coming back:
A summer swam by a foggy dam
A Poughkeepsie scam around a mountain bend
The season changed
The best of us changed
The rest of us stuck behind to keep the silver shined
A piano in a window bay
A straight back with a ribboned braid
Blue Ridge brick on an almond shade
A chin on a worn-out wrist
A magnet with a grocery list says:
My, oh my
My toes get tired
But I don’t let on
Or let go -- I sing along
Back home I’ve got a couple friends
We drink together on the weekends
We keep our nails trimmed and fingers tough
I’ve got a felt hat collection
A dresser drawer to put my pants in
What, oh, what more could a woman want?
I want an overhaul for my guitar
A string endorsement and a new car
Piles of fruit and a fully stocked bar
Money for a flight out west
Cute shoes and a vintage dress
Big new houses for all my relatives
I want to land in a tugging hand
A youthful bed with a youthful plan
I want to wait and take my time
All my times
And keep my silver shined