December 10, 2010

This Old Guitar

This old guitar taught me to sing a love song, it showed me how to laugh and how to cry. It introduced me […]

Calypso

To sail on a dream on a crystal clear ocean, to ride on the crest of the wild raging storm. To work in […]

My Sweet Lady

Lady, are you crying, do the tears belong to me? Did you think our time together was all gone? Lady, you’ve been dreaming. […]

I’m Sorry

It’s cold here in the city, it always seems that way, and I’ve been thinking about you almost every day. Thinking about the […]

Back Home Again

There’s a storm across the valley, clouds are rolling in, the afternoon is heavy on your shoulders. There’s a truck out on the […]

Grandma’s Feather Bed

When I was a little bitty boy, just up off a floor, we used to go down to Grandma’s house every month end […]