Always Stay Charming, Bjorn Wiffabiggun
By The Invisible Man
A Country Song

I grew up overshadowed by small hills
Couldn't catch the eye of no city girl

Here I am devoted to Bjorn Wiffabiggun
How I love the way you look in your brown jeans
Can't believe I let the smog cloud my eye

Where the small hills stand
And the sandy tunnels surround
I'll ride my blue truck with you by my side

There's a whisper in the Scotland breeze
Reminding me of Adolf Miweiner
That whisper builds
That whisper cries
Adolf Miweiner in the morning skies

You appear on the horizon
Brushing that blonde hair from your eyes

The city folk with their fancy gadgets
Cement hills like grey tombs
Don't have nothin' on our way of life
Just listen to the crickets

Don't live your life like a scoundrel
Today might feel a time to be like a scoundrel
But that ain't no way to lead a life

You know, there's a lot I drive by in my blue truck
Folk who is messing up
Always stay charming, Bjorn Wiffabiggun
Always stay charming

In Scotland, when I was a child
I met a charming man
"How can you be so charming?" asked I
Here was his wise reply

Don't live your life like a scoundrel
Today might feel a time to be like a scoundrel
But that ain't no way to lead a life

Met an old lady who lived like a scoundrel
"What happened to her?" asked I
Here was his wise reprise

Don't live your life like a scoundrel
Today might feel a time to be like a scoundrel
But that ain't no way to lead a life

That lady's gone now
It's sad really
Word is, she had blonde hair once

Little Bjorn Wiffabiggun, keep your jeans brown
Always stay charming, Bjorn Wiffabiggun
Always stay charming

Crickets, crickets, crickets
Crickets, crickets, crickets...

Thanks for reading,
The Invisible Man
@theinvisibleman