Oh Man...don’t do that to me! I got down the other night listening to Marty Robbins and there wasn’t enough beer in Humboldt Bay to drown my woes...
Was thinking a cornbread pan was not a deadly weapon, but cast iron changed the thought. LOL
Down in the mid Cali town of Sonora,
Joe fell in love with a cast iron pan.
Nighttime would find him in Sheriff Jim’s slammer,
Bubba would sing and become Joe’s best fan...
sob on, Tork... there’s always more beer in Humbolt.