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Tuesday, December 14, 2010 THE ROOM UPSTAIRS Happy b******s whoop`n it up You can hear them like they Was in the room The blaring horns..

THE TRUTH IS IN THERE SOMEWHERE Met her on the street , we talked about old times. I had to go --- "Here she said, take my car". I did. ..

HONKYTONK`N Just outside the county line I`m gonna have me a time Just Honkytonk`n all night Do`n what seems so right Danc`n up a storm ..

Go`n Fer The Purty She`s a gonner Jist split Talked real pritty to her But she split I aint talk`n bout how she`s bilt But what she do..

ABOUT GO`N HOME Reckon you never heard this before I was jist thinkin as I worked a stick You never really follered me Can`t x-pect you to know..

FRESH MEAT Yellow Dog lies in tall grass Licking his wounds Battling Tanka big run Now some time they pass Big fierce snorting beasts Fough..

HEARTLESS B******S Rain pours down, its cold. I pull the blankets up to my chin and snuggle down. The news is interrupted by the persistent ..

MY KIND OF WOMAN A Story by Eagle Cruagh Just a llittle rant MY KIND OF WOMAN Most of us are familiar with the whining lamentations ..

NOSTALGIAA Poem by Eagle Cruagh Looking inward and behind. NOSTALGIA I tried to write a poem Because my love she asked me too She said , "my..

My Old Gibson Honey She`s just an old Gibson With a crooked bridge And when I hit her She whines She`s kinda beat up and old But she`s ..