Wrote a new song with the Mark. It did make me take note of one more thing that is going from this world. Tin cans are becoming rarer. What ever shall we kick?
Mark promises he's going to buy the micro recorder soon. so maybe this one actually gets recorded. It's got a little bit of rock-a-billy swing to it. Think 'rock this town'. Fun for us because it's a bit of a departure from the introspective crap we usually write.
Took a long walk
and headed on down the road.
With a lucky strike and a can to kick,
and a path to call my own.
I stayed out too long,
and didn't go back,
left it all behind
but there's nothing I lack.
Can kickin', song whistlin' and headed on down the road.
Here I go
on my way
passing things I gave away
Can kickin' song whistlin' and headed on down the road
A sweet looking lady
that needs some company.
A great big house and shiny things,
but missing a diamond ring.
I stayed too long
'til it was plain to see,
she liked my style
but she didn't like me.
Can kickin' song whistlin' and headed on down the road.
Here I go.
On my way.
Passing things I gave away.
Can kickin' song whistlin' and headed on down the road.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
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