Fence

Sometimes when I see these DailyPost Prompts my mind goes all fuzzy, what experience do I have with fences? I live in an apartment. When I saw the word Fence the first thing I thought about was the lyrics to an old western song, and then only one phrase. “Don’t fence me in”. Maybe I can find the song on the internet. What I see when I think about a fence is a square with chain-link fencing around it. Either to keep something in or to keep something out.

I suppose there are fences in my mind as well, or at least boundary’s. There are things I don’t want to let out, like personal secrets, and there are things I don’t want to let in, or at least not to keep active in my mind. The world is full of fences and borders, keeping people in and keeping people out. There are more important borders and fences like moral and ethical borders. For some people it is far too easy to tear down the fence between good and evil, to pretend there are no borders that cannot be crossed.

Sometimes fences are good, to keep the bad stuff out. Other times fences are bad if it prevents a person or idea from growing and flourishing. What do you think?

 

Don’t Fence Me In
By Frankie Laine

 

Oh, give me land, lots of land, under starry skies above
Don’t fence me in
Let me ride through that wide open country that I love
Don’t fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin? breeze
An’ listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please
Don?t fence me in

 

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise

 

I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
And I can’t look at harbours and I can’t stand fences
Don?t fence me in

 

(Oh, give me land, lots of land, under starry skies above,)
(Don?t fence me in.)
(Let me ride through that wide open country that I love:)
(Don?t fence me in.)
Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
An’ listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please
Don?t fence me in

 

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise

 

I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
An’ gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
An’ I can’t look at harbours and I can?t stand fences
So don?t fence me in, oh no
Now brother, don?t you fence me in

 

Songwriters: COLE PORTER
© Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
For non-commercial use only.
Data from: LyricFind

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