i wrote a poem
a song
a long
time ago
when i had a thing
to write
late at night
to sing
my blues
pay my dues
a chance to choose
which way to go
left or right
there late at night

sometime
that rhyme
from AD it did go
disappeared

but it re-appeared
to me
today
this who I Be
anyway

these are the thoughts
i bought's
over the years
thru all my tears
thru all my fears
i hold them dears

a memory
of how it used ta' be's
of what i sought's
and what i ought's

just an old TEXAS hippie
i be who I BE
just ME

long hair
still there
beard
yup that too's
the music i heard
be TEXAS blue's
the true s

don't own no wrangler jeans
no cowboy hat
if you know what i means
and that's be that

horses
of courses
i've ridden a few
with that i paid my due
in my Life
bein' from TEXAS
i've hidden my srife

and TEXAS is where
all my ex's
be
somehow someway
they love me
even today
even this way
what can i say

an old hippie
I Am
an old hippie
I Be
guess that's just me

don't wear no jeans
shorts be my style
no cowboy boots
shoot's
who give's a hoots
barefoot all the while
yeah, that be my style

but TEXAS I AM
TEXAS I BE
just an old TEXAS hippie
that be ME

i like my music TEXAS blues
'cause they be TRUES
write from the Heart
TEXAS from the start
just a part
of ME
you see?
bein' an old TEXAS hippie
i just be ME

and when i dance
perchance
i do
i don't take a chance
on a 2-step or 2
i just do
the " Steve's Swing"
that be my thing

out there
where
the cowboy's dance
i take my chance
i just prance
that TEXAS in Me
hopefully they'll see
and just let me be
the TEXAS HIPPIE i be

when i look in the mirror
the reflection i see
is the feara'
that old hippie in me

just an old TEXAS hippie
that's WHO I BE
no longer
the smokin' & tokin'
the unspokin'
just stronger
for bein' ME

just an old TEXAS hippie
that's who i be

can you see
the ME that i BE?

an old TEXAS HIPPIE
yippie-kye-yea
just an old hippie
doin' it my way