Dreams from Beebe

Walking down these dusty streets,

Dreams in my heart that I can't defeat.

Hope in my soul, singing out loud,

Little town girl, standing proud.

Born and raised in Beebe town,

Small skies on my little town crown.

Strumming my guitar under moonlight,

Dreaming big, ‘cause I feel it's right.

Got a song in my heart that beats so true,

Wanna sing it out, just for you.

Every note a piece of my soul,

Hoping someday I’ll be whole.

Oh, I wanna be heard,

Let my voice be your favorite word.

From gospel to blues, and country too,

Sing my stories all for you.

Lessons from the nights, and mornings bright,

Pushing forward through the fight.

Writing words that make me free,

A melody of my destiny.

Dreams are big, but I start small,

Gotta catch the stars before they fall.

With every chord, I reach out wide,

Hold on tight, what’s inside.

Oh, I wanna be heard,

Let my voice be your favorite word.

From gospel to blues, and country too,

Sing my stories all for you.

Someday someone will sing my song,

Carry my words all night long.

In the quiet, I believe,

Music’s the place I’ll always see.

So here I stand, with hope in hand,

A small town girl with big dreams planned.

Hoping someone, somewhere will see,

That in my song, I am free.