A light hearted look at the songs that I've written. It's done with a heavy "twang" and country beat. Usually a crowd pleaser at 'open mikes'. I get a big kick out of doing it.
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Back in ’67, I had longer hair was a flower child from northern Cal, I didn’t have no cares I couldn’t afford a new guitar like they sold at Monkey Wards So I borrowed me a used one, and a friend showed me some chords But I couldn’t play Bob Dylan, I couldn’t do the blues I couldn’t do the Beatles, or the type of chords they used But not to be disheartened, I developed my own style And it fits me like a pair of jeans, and it drives the girls hog-wild chorus I’m a country boy from China, I’m an inner city kid I’m the best damn thing I think my ma and papa ever did I’ve got New York City chutzpah, and a Kansas City feel My friends all say that I can’t sing, but at least I know it’s real And now I’m in Urbana, Urbana (slash) Champaign Playing in some restaurant with a fish for it’s name* In a couple of years I’ll have a Ph.D. so go ahead and figure When I get home to Idaho, I’ll be a brand new Post Hole Digger *"The Red Herring" is an open mike venue in Urbana. Also, a vegetarian restaurant. I've also taken salsa lessons there. Ole.
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