Grace Askew's video: SONG 98 730: MAMA MADE ME A BLUEBIRD DRESS Inspired by Eudora Welty

Grace Askew is on a mission prove that creativity is a muscle, you just have to dare to suck. The self-imposed and self-created "365 Songwriting Challenge," -( lengthened to 2 years straight) has her writing a brand new, FULL song, every single day and going LIVE with it on both her Instagram and Facebook page back to back. Performance pulled from the Facebook Live Stream on the Grace Askew Fan Page. SPOTIFY: goo.gl/xRQYiM FACEBOOK: www.facebook.com/graceaskewmusic INSTAGRAM: @GRACEASKEW TWITTER: @GRACEASKEW Help me keep this FREE content going and support the 365 Tribe via the Virtual tip jar!! : Paypal.me/graceaskew OR You can become Grace's patron at Patreon.com/GraceAskew! LYRICS: Mama made me a Bluebird dress, this year Blue lace and white linen sash sewed on so sincere “be home by dark,” she heard her holler, just over the tracks I couldn’t wait to be the best lookin’ thing at the pageant Gotta be home by suppertime, yah hear? It’s gospel round here Cicadas singin’ throught the pecan trees, Air so thick you sweat behind your knees Smell of honeysuckle in the breeze, Mama always said, “smile big, and stand tall” Gotta be home by suppertime, yah hear? It’s gospel round here Quiet trees over railroad ties Gravel and pennies all along the line Choir of crickets singin’ sweetly by They’re always gone, come mornin’ time Gotta be home by suppertime, yah hear? It’s gospel round here Pale moon hangin’ heavy as i’m gettin’ near Say your prayers ain’t just a sayin’ ‘round here But mama knows i wanna win this year, She say, “winnin’ ain’t everything, my dear”