Wrote me a diddy bout the old west, yo.somethin like this......Wagon Wheels on the RoadGet the wagon out , hitch up the horses,cuz we gonna hit the roadSorgum molasses,Buckwheat too, carryin a heavy loadget the women .....and the children too,we goin to OregonGet yerself up early,at the crack o dawn, they is much to be done....Cant find work,we got to move on,Time to hit dat road,Cut some trees make a roof ,for our humble abodeTellyer sisters,Maggie and Betty Sue,Time for change comin soonPack the quilts and round up the guns..Changin like the moonListen to Papa ,Time here is done,Movin to better thingsCrops dried up.Aint no work,as the crow flaps his wingsSince grandpa died,granny aint tha same,she looks into the sunPapa spys her teary eyes,Grandpa never hurt no oneDont know different,packin it up,following the codehopin for best headin out west ,wagon wheels on the roadGet the wagon out , hitch up the horses,cuz we gonna hit the roadSorgum molasses,Buckwheat too, carryin a heavy loadget the women .....and the children too,we goin to OregonGet yerself up early,at the crack o dawn, they is much to be done....
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Nice lookin geetar. Sounds good, V, but I think by definition, that a ditty is short. Pretty dang good and with feeling, whatever you call it.
Oregon? My people got to Iowa and said, "Shit! My horse is limping. My feet hurt. I'm tired as hell. This looks like a fine place raise corn and play cbgs. I'm staying right here. Screw Oregon."
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Love it Vinnie!
OREGON!!
Nice lookin geetar. Sounds good, V, but I think by definition, that a ditty is short. Pretty dang good and with feeling, whatever you call it.
Oregon? My people got to Iowa and said, "Shit! My horse is limping. My feet hurt. I'm tired as hell. This looks like a fine place raise corn and play cbgs. I'm staying right here. Screw Oregon."
Good one Vinnie. Sittin' on the porch pickin kind of blues.