She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol
And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal
Well, she pressed her chest against me
About the time the jukebox broke
Yeah, she gave me a peck on the back of the neck
And these are the words she spoke

Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
Go to the country, build you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and find Jesus on your own

Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real naive
For I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve
Well, she danced around the bar room and she did the hoochy-coo
Yeah, she sang her song all night long, tellin' me what to do

Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
Go to the country, build you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and find Jesus on your own

Well, I was young and hungry and about to leave that place
When just as I was leavin', well she looked me in the face
I said "You must know the answer"
She said, "No, but I'll give it a try"
And to this very day we've been livin' our way
And here is the reason why

We blew up our TV, threw away our paper
Went to the country, built us a home
Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches
They all found Jesus on their own-Spanish Pipedream-John Prine

Soon I will see more of the world

More input less resting

Resting is not my jam

So I will learn from it

Continue to learn even from the pain

and tiredness and scars and moods that come and go

like blues

Hey Peeps!
Just a bit of a video update today because I don’t have time to put beautiful words together.

Love to you all…

Enjoy the playlist of some music I have been digging….it’s not too noisy.

With a new valve….

2 degrees in be-bop, a PHD in swing
He's the master of rhythm he's a rock and roll king

If you like country with a boogie beat he's the man to meet (he's the man to meet)
If you like the sound of shufflin' feet he can't be beat
(I say he can't be beat)
If you...
If you wanna
If you wanna feel real nice, just ask the Rock and Roll doctor's advice