Lawless Country

Down by the creek where the blackberries grow,

There's a tale folks whisper, but not many know.

A girl with a heart wild as a prairie sky,

She baked cream pies, but her gaze could lie.

Oh, it's a lawless country, no rules to abide,

Where hearts get tangled and secrets collide.

She had a laugh like thunder, eyes like sin,

In this lawless country, the trouble begins.

Her step-sis came riding, a fire in her stare,

With dust on her boots and twigs in her hair.

"There's no room for both," she said with a grin,

And the fight for the land, it started within.

Pies on the table, lies in the air,

Two wild hearts, too much to bear.

Oh, it's a lawless country, no rules to abide,

Where hearts get tangled and secrets collide.

She had a laugh like thunder, eyes like sin,

In this lawless country, the trouble begins.

The sheriff came knocking, but he turned a blind eye,

For a slice of her pie, he'd let justice slide.

Outlaws and lovers, all blurred in the haze,

In a town where the sun sets in smoky grays.