Ballad Of Ezra James

I heard your name on country talk, I hope it ain't spelled wrong.
You seem to me an honest man, they said you needed songs.
I know the sound is not the best, it's the best that I could get.
My neighbor John Ray helped me and I sung in his cassette.

Well mister maybe you could help me find
a singer who could give it wings, I promise it would fly.
This song is all I have to change my life.
I'm sure that you could make it sound just right.

We got three kids and counting, two girls and a boy,
and Nora works the nightshift at the I-Hop in Des Moines.
She believed in me when we were young but I got tired of trying.
It's hard to keep a dream alive when something pure is dying.

Chorus

Well enough of my self pity. I didn't mean to waste your time.
We're up in Story City, north on 35.
You can reach me at this number, the clerk there knows my name.
I thank you for your trouble.
Sincerely, Ezra James