Althea's Quotes

[Verse] Althea lives on Maple Lane, where the coffee brews by dawn, She sets out for the office, where her day drags ever on. She’s dealing with those quotes again, for all the folks in Ramsey, Competing with Farm Bureau, in hopes to set them free. [Verse 2] She juggles numbers on her screen, more than her fair share, Calculating premiums, in her worn-out leather chair. The clients call from far and wide, their needs they do confide, And Althea does her best, fighting on that riverside. [Chorus] Oh Althea, in the twilight, with your heart so tired and blue, Stacking up those papers, like you always do. You dream of some sweet freedom, on the fields where daisies grow, Away from all the insurance woes, and phones that never slow. [Verse 3] Her phone rings constant, buzzing like a summer's hive, She listens to their stories, tries to make their dreams alive. But sometimes in the aching night, she wonders about the cost, Of giving up her daylight hours for policies she’s lost. [Bridge] The dusk sets in as shadows creep, she locks the office door, Wishing for a simple life, or maybe something more. She drives home on the gravel roads, the sky a painter’s hue, Thinking 'bout those Ramsey folks, and Farm Bureau too. [Chorus] Oh Althea, in the twilight, with your heart so tired and blue, Stacking up those papers, like you always do. You dream of some sweet freedom, on the fields where daisies grow, Away from all the insurance woes, and phones that never slow.