Born in 49 3 sibblings one mother one father one cat named Jacob. Best friend Margaret. Been in gospell choir for 8 years and with West coast ukulele in 4 years
Running over Timber
Jumping over hills
There always be a challenge
That you have to face
Want to be the good guy
That always do all the right things
That makes mother earth want to sing
Sitting in my pantaloons
Watch the street below
Take a lot of photographs
Of people I don’t know
She Always shows a smiling fae
sticking out her tungue behind your back
When you think she only wants you in the sack
When mother earth will sing you a song
And we all want to sing along
Growing old not younger
I’m stiff like a stone
Waiting for somebody
To carry me back home
I’m not feeling old
But the mirror tells me that it’s true
How it is no anybody knows
Age is just a number
Someone told me so
Sleeping in my slumber
and dream wet Dreams of you
Walking down the pavement
Slip on a banana skin
and fell head over heels on the thing
When mother earth will sing you a song
And we all want to sing along
