A PICTURE I CAN'T THROW AWAY Key C Capo @ 4 (Yes. It's a true story. I changed it to 1st person. It was a friend of my brother, Joe's.) This audio is missing. I will have to find it in the archives or re-record it some day…

BEANSPILLER I'm a beanspiller I'm a squeaky wheel I'm the guy that speaks up and ruins the deal and when you get hurt I say,"Ouch!" I'm the change you loose in your couch I'm a leaky faucet I'm a tree that weeps I'm a tattle tale…

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…

ULTRA VIOLET Maybe I could fill the tank Head on down. What do you think? I could be there in about three hours... You could talk and I could listen Walk you outta Depression Prison Turn that thunder storm into an April Shower We…

ULTRA VIOLET Maybe I could fill the tank Head on down. What do you think? I could be there in about three hours... You could talk and I could listen Walk you outta Depression Prison Turn that thunder storm into an April Shower We…

FIVE THOUSAND FOUR HUNDRED-EIGHTY (HOW MANY KNOW?) Nobody knows, nobody knows the pain You suffered No one can know, can truly know the pain You suffered The pictures show You hanging from The Cross No marks but the five…

MOTHER'S EYES I used to chide my mother She saw the loss in every face The cemetery. The old folks home along the way I used to laugh at Mother She saw the pain in every eye Now time has passed and Mom is gone and here am I And…

This was written during a period in which I was striving to write a song a day. It was Christmas and there was a lot of stuff going on, but I got to sneak out now and then to record stuff in my phone whenever inspiration stroke. Such was this…

My version of a song written by Guthrie Kennard CATFISH FISHIN' Stink bait on my hook Ain't had no luck Down here in the bottoms Where the river is up I'm goin' catfish fishin' I'm goin' catfish fishin' Catfish I'm fishin' Catfish…

THE LESSON I saw her in a music store in Fort Worth, Texas I'd driven in to buy some strings It was like getting hit by a little fist in my solar plexis when she said, “Can you help me tune this thing?” She had a smile. A thin disguise…