Ashland Woods Morning

Ashland Woods Morning
The Clever Innocence

Monday, December 19, 2011

Temporary Hobo Bard

She hung her pretty head and cried
Just because I can hopped a old freight train
Popped the can, churched keyed the back and
opened it up wide.
Brand new Carhartt overalls,patches in my memories
Work clothes but, work I can't abide
It's the first of may on this hazy winter's day
Go far far way...disappeared...
Especially,to all of y'all
Determining mentally upon some action...
Out shakin' hands looking for a place to lay
Drinkin' and stinkin'
All good times I crave
Hand me down my banjo one more time
Way down on old chestnut street
...Jägermeister...
Stagger and stepped, lost my way
Who Threw The Whiskey In The Well
by: Lucky Millinder And His Orchestra
played in the background
She drank and her nose was red as a rose...
Like one of the ghost in Ironweed
Street walkers trot &mingle like company suppose to do
...shuckin' & jivin'...
Playin' for nickels & dimes,it's a hard road.
Playin' by ear beneath the piano
It's better to have a bottle in front of me...
Another hand out,it's effective for a time only
Brother,Sister,Can You Spare A Dime?




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