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I Would Sing The Blues If I Had The Blues.

Looking Hard For A Drive In, Searching For A Corner Cafe, Where The Hamburgers Sizzle On An Open Grill Night And Day.

He Never Ever Learned To Read Or Write So Well, But He Could Play His Guitar Like He Was Ringing A Bell.

I Grew Up Thinking Art Was Pictures Until I Got Into Music And Found I Was An Artist And Didn't Paint.

Sometime We'll Try And Reach For Things We Know We Each Want And Don't Deserve.