tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497334490433570857.post5514502030909020791..comments2024-01-03T11:34:11.447-05:00Comments on The Black & Tan Bombshell: In keeping with my solitary ways...BlacknTanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11259670319865634992noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497334490433570857.post-73573882256878451762008-03-24T18:29:00.000-04:002008-03-24T18:29:00.000-04:00I'll bet your Dad had a great life, Lars!I'll bet your Dad had a great life, Lars!BlacknTanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11259670319865634992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497334490433570857.post-55678425099466512462008-03-24T14:45:00.000-04:002008-03-24T14:45:00.000-04:00Sweet Melissa.Crossroads seem to come and go.... y...Sweet Melissa.<BR/><BR/>Crossroads seem to come and go.... yeah<BR/>The gypsy flies from coast to coast,<BR/>Knowin' many lovin' none,<BR/>Bearin' sorrow havin fun,<BR/><BR/>But back home He'll always run....<BR/>..to sweet Melissa. mmmhmmm...<BR/><BR/>Freight train, each car looks the same.... all the same<BR/>And no one knows the gypsy's name,<BR/>No one hears his lonely sigh,<BR/>There are no blankets where he lies,<BR/><BR/>In all his deepests dreams the gypsy flies.....<BR/>..to sweet Melissa.<BR/><BR/>Again the mornin's come,<BR/>Again he's on the run,<BR/>Sunbeams shinin' through his hair,<BR/>Appearin' not to have a care.<BR/>Pick up your gear n' gypsy roll along...<BR/>..roll along.<BR/><BR/>Crossroads, would you ever let him go? ...no, no.<BR/>Oh will you hide the dead man's goast?<BR/>Or will he lye beneath the plain?<BR/>Will his spirit roll away?<BR/><BR/>But I know that he wont stay...<BR/>..without Melissa.<BR/><BR/>Yes I know that he wont stay...<BR/>..without Melissa <BR/><BR/>Everytime I hear this one by the Allman Brothers I think of my dad. <BR/>I can name 8 different states my folks lived plus Montreal where I was born.Larshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03872968935137101813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497334490433570857.post-63384323926682507172008-03-23T10:20:00.000-04:002008-03-23T10:20:00.000-04:00I couldn't imagine a freer life than riding the ra...I couldn't imagine a freer life than riding the rails and living by one's wits.. Something I would have loved to have done!BlacknTanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11259670319865634992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497334490433570857.post-64649635653547567132008-03-22T20:39:00.000-04:002008-03-22T20:39:00.000-04:00Reminds me of my dear ole dad may he rest in peace...Reminds me of my dear ole dad may he rest in peace.<BR/>His face would light up when he told his stories of his hobo days of riding the rails during the great depression. He lived in many places and had many jobs and the grass was always greener somewhere else.Larshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03872968935137101813noreply@blogger.com