She’s crazy…
She’s crazy… I was like my father I believed. I liked the whiskey and the gin. And I loved the women too. I believe I was a rolling stone who wanted the long… Continue reading
She’s crazy… I was like my father I believed. I liked the whiskey and the gin. And I loved the women too. I believe I was a rolling stone who wanted the long… Continue reading
I need a wild gal… We have the long highway going west and your hair is dancing freely with the wind. I watched you view the sun with your beautiful emerald eyes with… Continue reading
Come away with me…. We loved the cigarettes, the Johnnie Walker and the good songs. You were North Dakota born, now California blessed. I would massage your wanting skin every night and I… Continue reading
Dear December… The war couldn’t kill me and I returned home in 1992 and I called you. A sweet voice answered the phone and you whispered. Dear Johnnie. Please come home to me.… Continue reading
The sinner’s prayer…. I knew every tavern on Highway 35 in Texas. I drank a beer and some whiskey in almost every one. Those Texas girls loved me. I could two-step and waltz… Continue reading