December 9, 2010

Whose Garden Was This

Whose garden was this? It must have been lovely. Did it have flowers? I’ve seen pictures of flowers, and I’d love to have […]

Mr. Bojangles

Knew a man, Bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft […]

The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down

Virgil Caine is the name, I served on the Danville train. The stoneman’s cavalry came and tore up the tracks again. In the […]

Sail Away Home

Sail away, sail away home. Sail away till you are gone. You have so far to go, there’s so much that you don’t […]

Tremble If You Must

So tremble if you must, for the dust is still breathing. And the trees are just the leaves on a big breathing globe. […]

Whose Garden Was This?