Rusty Heartstrings

"In a trivialized, homogenized, sanitized world of chain stores, chain restaurants, and chain people, he was one of the few individuals who was still in tune and in touch. Willie was a life spirit and his guitar was strung with rusty heartstrings that had magically brought love into people's lives." Kinky Friedman

In the twilight glow I see her

Blue eyes crying in the rain

When we kissed goodbye and parted

I knew we'd never meet again

Love is like a dying ember

And only memories remain

And through the ages I'll remember

Blue eyes crying in the rain

Someday when we meet up yonder

We'll stroll hand in hand again

In the land that knows no parting

Blue eyes crying in the rain

"Nothing can destroy anything that doesn't want to be destroyed," said Willie, taking another long hit on the salami. "I don't believe in death. It's just a part of life, part of country music. It's just like winning or losing a game of chess as you're moving through somebody else's time and space like the highway men on horseback painted on the back of this bus. How do you thing they feel?" Willie Nelson

Happy trails, yall. Time for me to mosey on down the starlit trail. I shall return.

ps - "Jesus Christ." "That's what Willie said. Only he mentioned his middle name too." "H.?" I said. "No," said Just Bill, "Fuckin'."

n'm'out