Bad to the bones and an outstanding George Thorogood song.
Bad to the bones….. (Written in 1989.) I’m going crazy. I don’t know which way is out or in.I have fell into too deep and I can’t see the light.Darkness took my heart… Continue reading
Bad to the bones….. (Written in 1989.) I’m going crazy. I don’t know which way is out or in.I have fell into too deep and I can’t see the light.Darkness took my heart… Continue reading
Hey brother, hey sister. I remember young men and women. Living, loving, drinking and dancing. Living life fearlessly without regret. Hey brothers, hey sisters. I remember you. We were hopeful, foolish and we… Continue reading
No mercy. You found me alone by the St Clair lake and you wore a silky gray dress. I saw you from a distance and I watched you walked quickly toward me. I… Continue reading
Once we had the Elvis songs. Hello girl, its Johnnie in Michigan and I am sorry to call you at Midnight hours. The drink is wearing me down and I am listening to… Continue reading
As Long As The Grass Shall Grow… He told the prettiest girl in his world, thank you for staying with me. I have been following you since the Summer of 1976 and you… Continue reading
I could not ask for more. I told my grandchildren, choose the road you love, dance, sing and be fearless.I learn many moons ago, I had enough and I told the rising sun.… Continue reading
One more cup of coffee. She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her… Continue reading
Love you more. 1- The moonlight kissed her skin, and the stars adored her barefoot and barely cloth body. She danced with the ocean, and she sang to the goddess of the sea.… Continue reading
The Stray Cat Inn. The night was dark and the night was long. The Poet was seeking final place to rest tonight. A sign directed him north. He found the last road on… Continue reading
The Loveliest girl in Monterey. The loveliest gal in Monterey, she hated love and disliked men who begged for attention. I was the midnight poet and I would go to her shop in… Continue reading