A Song For Haley

A song written for my daughter.

She walks in the woods alone

She puts her thoughts down in a poem

Prayer flags and dolls upon her shelf

She’s original, holding true to herself

This world will never break her

She sings along with James Taylor

She dances, alone in her room

She tells her secrets, to the midnight moon

Fathers and daughters

A bond like no other

Believe me brother

I’ll always love her

Puts her make up on in the dark

Blind secrets, hidden in an innocent heart

Her smile makes my world brighter

Her openness sets the darkness on fire

She’s strong and she’s true

She seeks no approval, from me or you

A mystery in the blood we share

In her eyes, like a mirror I stare

Fathers and daughters

A bond like no other

Believe me brother

I’ll always love her

What You Deserve

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This tune was written in homage to John Prine, my favorite folk artist.  He could write a lyric that straddles that fine line between silly and sad.  He can take the ordinary and make it seem extraordinary.

 

Drip, Drip, Drip

I danced with the devil
I stepped on his tail
Got drunk in a tavern
Found Jesus in jail

Drank enough beer
To piss me an ocean
It’s hard to get lost
When ya don’t care where you’re going

I bummed me a smoke
fired up a light
Now I’m stuck in this tree
Like a tattered old kite

Chased a few rainbows
Searching for a pot of gold
When I was young
Never thought I’d grow old

Times a wad of gum
stuck on your shoe
you can try and out run it
but it’ll catch up with you

Fates a leaky faucet
That drip, drip, drips
What you deserves
Is usually what you get

One night stands
Well, I had me a few
When it comes to loving
Bit off more than I could chew.

Made some mistakes
Yeah, I paid my dues
Smashed my TV
Tired of, the same ole bad news

You might say I’m crazy
Nutty as a fruit cake
If the fish ain’t bitting
It’s time to change your bait.

Chased a few rainbows
Searching for a pot of gold
When I was young
Never thought I’d grow old

Fates a wad of gum
stuck on your shoe
you can try to out run it
but it’ll catch up with you

Time’s a leaky faucet
That goes drip, drip, drips
The good times I’ll remember
The bad ones I’ll forget