It’s a small town. Woodlake, California. East side of the San Joaquin Valley. 14 miles from where all those “Lindsey” olives you see on your grocery store shelves come from. The Woodlake Echo, says, “In the foothills of the Sequoias”. FOOTHILLS…

Remembering... (c) 1966 Jimmy Rogers (C) 2012 Royal T Music

The pages of the book were leaking into the dream Wading through waters of time, an unconscious stream Eyes begin to flicker, getting heavier with sleep Takes you by force into the deep Cobras hood like an open sail Eternity tries to…

PEGGY'S GONE Key of F Peggy’s gone. After 29 years. Three grown children. What am I doing here. Why am I still alive? What am I supposed to do? I ask myself. I’m asking you. Peggy’s gone. She says it’s for good I say, “That’s bad,” but…

400 BULLETS 400 guns. 400 bullets. 400 babies in the grave. You got your New Pearl Harbor Now it’s time for a new Passover. 400 guns 400 guns. 400 bullets. 400 babies in the grave. Buy your $10,000 dog One bad steak and he’s a…

I QUIT Nobody has to put up with this shit You can make your stand and tell the world, "I quit." You can do it with a gun. You can do it with a corvette But nobody has to put up with this shit. (C) 2017 Royal T Music

400 BULLETS 400 guns. 400 bullets. 400 babies in the grave. You got your New Pearl Harbor Now it’s time for a new Passover. 400 guns 400 guns. 400 bullets. 400 babies in the grave. Buy your $10,000 dog One bad steak and he’s a…

400 BULLETS 400 guns. 400 bullets. 400 babies in the grave. You got your New Pearl Harbor Now it’s time for a new Passover. 400 guns 400 guns. 400 bullets. 400 babies in the grave. Buy your $10,000 dog One bad steak and he’s a…

ADOBE & BLOOD Thanks to David Kneller for bringing up the subject and creating that phrase: ADOBE & BLOOD I read a lotta stories about a lotta stuff But I tell ya folks, I'll never read enough To block out the memories what…

Get outta my way, I'm headin' on down this road I'm on my way but I got no place to go I've paid my dues. I just want my share I've got the sun in my eyes and the wind in my hair But I got nobody I've got no one to run to No one to see…