Tangled Up In Blue

Early one morning the sun was shining I was laying in bed Wond’ring if she’d changed it all If her hair was still red Her folks they said our lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like Mama’s homemade dress Papa’s bankbook wasn’t big enough And I…

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One Armed Paperhanger

‘That”s how I’ve felt lately; busier than a one-armed paperhanger and that must be hell because when I was maybe 14 or 15 my cousin Karen decided she wanted to redo the wallpaper in her and my cousin Debbie’s bedroom. The thing with that was it was in Michigan where…

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