To: Jim Robinson
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' fer a train
When I's feeling nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
And rode us all the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I's playing soft while Bobby sung the blues, n-yeah
Windshield wipers slapping time I's, holding Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew
58 posted on
01/18/2011 10:17:20 AM PST by
DJ MacWoW
(America! The wolves are at your door! How will you answer the knock?)
To: DJ MacWoW
62 posted on
01/18/2011 10:23:42 AM PST by
Jim Robinson
(Rebellion is brewing!! Nuke the corrupt commie bastards to HELL!!)
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