American Honey " There's A Wild Wild Whisper Blowin' In The Wind"

This song could have been written as a love song  for my mom and dad. My mom left a tiny town in Arkansas just out of high school  to play professional  barnstorm basketball for my dad . She became  America's Honey, town to town basketball courts to locker rooms, media interviews traveling coast to coast.  She married my dad  on the road in 1954, and went off the road to raise 7 kids , but going back on the road to suit up travel and play basketball when needed into her late  30's.  The team played against men's teams with an 80% win record. My dad had months away  on the road  tours when summer came he got to come home to his American Honey.


Lady Antebellum

She grew up on a side of the road
Where the church bells ring and strong love grows
She grew up good
She grew up slow
Like American honey

Steady as a preacher
Free as a weed
Couldn't wait to get goin'
But wasn't quite ready to leave
So innocent, pure and sweet
American honey

There's a wild, wild whisper
Blowin' in the wind
Callin' out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime
And American honey

Get caught in the race
Of this crazy life
Tryin' to be everything can make you lose your mind
I just wanna go back in time
To American honey, yea

There's a wild, wild whisper
Blowin' in the wind
Callin' out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime
And American honey

Gone for so long now
I gotta get back to her somehow
To American honey

Ooo there's a wild, wild whisper
Blowin' in the wind
Callin' out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothin's sweeter than summertime
And American honey
And American honey

   FLORENCE HOLDER-HOVLAND         AMERICA'S  HONEY    ON FAR RIGHT

IN HER 30'S  HERE  STILL DAZZLING  SOLD OUT CROWDS WITH HER BASKETBALL SKILLS