I Love The Music. I'm Never, Ever

My Mama Was A Rocker Way Back In Fifty-three, Buys Them Old Records That They Sell On Tv.

Honey, Don't Walk Out, I'm Too Drunk To Follow.

I Remember Things Being More Clearer, At One Time Things Were More Real.

If You're Not Getting Older, You're Dead.

I Had The Radio On, I Was Driving. Trees Flew By, Me And Del Were Singing, Little Runaway, I Was Flying.