C-O-L-S-E-N

[Verse] In a small town near the fields of gold, A young boy named Colsen, stories yet untold, With a spark in his eye and dreams so grand, He'd run through the meadows, guitar in hand. [Verse 2] He climbed up the hill, shoutin' high and free, "Y'all spell out my name, come sing with me!" We'll dance in the barn, under the old oak tree, With friends far and wide, a joyful spree. [Chorus] C-O-L-S-E-N, let's spell it out loud, With our boots on the ground, we're the heart of the crowd, C-O-L-S-E-N, forever we'll know, In the small towns and fields, where the warm breeze blows. [Verse 3] From sunrise to sunset, under the big blue sky, Colsen’s laughter echoes, risin' high, He’s the sheriff of fun, the king of the court, In a world full of joy, he's our sweet cohort. [Verse 4] Through the seasons of life, come what may, Colsen's spirit guides us, leading the way, With the strum of his guitar and his cowboy hat, He's makin' memories and that's a fact. [Chorus] C-O-L-S-E-N, let's spell it out loud, With our boots on the ground, we're the heart of the crowd, C-O-L-S-E-N, forever we'll know, In the small towns and fields, where the warm breeze blows.