Monday, 31 Jul 2006
-CDR-
The fishin trips
the rippen lips
the catchen eyes
they were all good size
the way you walk
and how you talk
now i see
that you’re here with me
these are the memories that i can see
i close my eyes and you’re here with me
open my mind and i see the light
hold back the years cause i know your alright
the dirty jokes
he’d told the folks
torque he had
you can ask my dad
hustlen quarters
the eastside borders
could use the rain
i can’t stand the pain
these are the memories that i can see
i close my eyes and you’re here with me
open my mind and i see the light
hold back the tears cause i know your alright
I’ll always regret having to let you go
my feeling sfor you i hope that you will know
all these memories i can’t help but see
i hope that you know what you mean to me
these are the memories that i can see
i close my eyes and you’re here with me
open my mind and i see the light
hold back the tears cause i know your alright
the early starts
the quick remarks
he’d built it stong
he can’t do it wrong
the snug shirt
he can’t pass dessert
he’d deal black jack
now i want him back!
RIP Grampa Fred.
July 22, 2000