Oh, no worries. Come to think of it, I haven't even been paying attention to meter. This is one big experiment. Love it.
We can go back and make adjustments if the consensus comes to that.
Let me see if I can surgically place Tracy's intended chorus into the stomach of our developing lyric child below.
Is anyone else having trouble with single spacing vs double spacing between lines besides me? For some reason my font size doesn't have anything to do with single vs double spacing. Watch I bet ya' it's somethin' real simple.
Anyway I hope this looks OK. Woo! I hope I haven't confused anybody. Lol
V1
It was a cold night in Nashville
As she stepped out of the cab
Free spirit, hiding from life
An angel in olive drab.
V2
Sat on a bench in Bradley Park
Waiting for sunrise in the dark
Knowing the odds weren't good today
Still, hoping that things were gonna change
V3
"You've given good service" She'd heard them say
But what good was that when she looked at yesterday
Suddenly her thoughts began to race
As a line of sweat ran down her face
V4
She'd never faced the world alone
And now she was so far from home
So she picked up her backpack
Heading east across the tracks
(Chorus)
She was a Nashville honey
No room no car no money
She came to town to make the rounds
Belting out that Country sound
Thinking stardom could be found
But all that getting knocked around
Bags in one hand, guitar in the other
Approached by a man who said he was her brother
He said "You may not know it but our lives are entwined"
Then he offered her a swig of his wine
V6
She was skeptical at first
But really had a thirst