Southern Summers in knee high grasses is where I’se been forever

Sun shone over the lake in Cousin Cadance’s backward

A lake spread cross oceans to a worlds that I’se never know

As I sit in the rich Virginian grass where I quickly grow

Every summer I add on a year

waiting on the day

That day I will be able to swim

To get wet and play

The older kids laughed

While engaging in fun

I stuck my foot in

Momma grabs real tight

Said “No chile you gotta wait!”

Oh god I can’t wait till the day

Till I can dive in and do backstrokes like a big chile

Chomping on each other like playful crocodiles

But Ima crocodile too

A chile crocodile

So you can’t stop me swimming for long

I swear Ima swim and chomp on the water like a song