
Let’s go sailing
maybe whaling
on the ocean
water motion
There’s no highway
To get in our way
the breeze blows us there
we can float anywhere
let’s go sailing
With sunshine trailing
white mast flying high
as we quickly sail by
Country Colored Memories
Let’s go sailing
maybe whaling
on the ocean
water motion
There’s no highway
To get in our way
the breeze blows us there
we can float anywhere
let’s go sailing
With sunshine trailing
white mast flying high
as we quickly sail by
The early mills had paddle wheels, Very simple no whistles and bells The paddle wheel was attached to a shaft not too long Then attached to the center of the big millstone The turning force produced by the water on...
Rosy and Rory were fraternal twins. Rory was the handsome twin, and Rosy, well, Rosy was plain. The sad part was that Roses’ mother was the one to tell her this well-known secret. Rose’s mother had only been home from...
There was a time and place many moons agoWhen in youth, we traveled down a country road Across the pasture on old docs’ landDirty-faced children with cousins, we would band Youth on our side was all we would needOur imagination...
Watching June bugs on a warm summer nightThey hit the window pane as they dance to the lighton a lazy June bug night They’ll flap two sets of sturdy wingsAs you quietly rock on your front porch swingListening to the...