Donna Beasley: Music

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Just a boy she met at the social when the summer air turned cool
He sat right down beside her the next morning in Sunday School
During Wednesday night prayer meeting they decided to sneak away
In the weeping and ‘a wailing and the singing and the saving
No one noticed they didn’t stay

Under the rushes behind the bushes
On the ground
Under the rushes in the tall, tall grasses
Love lay down

Winter brought a change in her body she hoped that no one saw
Loose fitting dresses hid all the guesses bout a real bad judgment call
She heard tell of that boy running all around town
He never came back to church one time
Spring buds bloomed faded and withered in the hot sun of July

Under the rushes behind the bushes
On the ground
Under the rushes in the tall, tall grasses
Love lay down

She went to the banks alone and brought forth a baby son
She said “I’ll call him Moses and leave him here floating
For when his deliverance comes”

Under the rushes behind the bushes
On the ground
Under the rushes in the tall, tall grasses
Love lay down

Under the rushes behind the bushes
On the ground
Under the rushes in the tall, tall grasses
Love lay down