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.

Where do you want to go?

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.