You’re at Ames
Finally
You’ve been trying
For years
She won two
Firsts of an hour
To get here
Let ‘em go
Ahead lie big fields
Surrounded by woods
She grabs an edge
And rolls to the front
But the edges are thick
No burns
No chops
No birds
You’re at Ames
Finally
You’ve been trying
For years
She won two
Firsts of an hour
To get here
Let ‘em go
Ahead lie big fields
Surrounded by woods
She grabs an edge
And rolls to the front
But the edges are thick
No burns
No chops
No birds