Random ramblings from an amateur rock-n-roll historian and critic,self-professed bourbon aficionado, blackberry growin', jam makin', sometime tie-die shirt makin', ex hippie wannabe, turned punk rock lovein', blues festival going, middle aged pudgy bald white guy who loves to wear Hawaiian shirts in the summertime and happens to be more Stax than Motown, more Alman Brothers than Skynard, more Stones than Beatles, more NASCAR than Baseball, more freeware than license keys...
Friday, August 16, 2013
I dream of you, dancing barefoot in our yard, in a sundress, flowers in your hair, and nothing, yes, nothing else on to this song, just for me, cause you know I love it when you do...
I day dream about it alot actually :-)..."she's a summer love in the spring fall and winter, we can have high times if she'll abide"
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