Delia's gone,...

 

...like a July snow, Delia's gone.

Puff, puff, puff...

 

...and if you smoke yourself to death...

Still on Break

 

via Britannica

I went on a blog "break" a year ago.  Other than a few music posts (and updating a few links), I've stayed away.  It's been great!

What about page view count?  A year ago it was 3M+.  Today, it's approaching 8M.  AI programs are scouring the internet and "learning".

Oh I never got over those blue eyes...

 

...I see them everywhere.

It ain't the years, boy...

 

it's the miles.

...and this year's state inspection...

 

...I just barely passed.

If the trailer don't blow away...

 

...in the next hurricane, they'll be together until their dyin' days.

...gonna drink til I see double...

 

...and take one of you home.

With eight lives gone...

 

...I'm now on number nine.

 

 

 

God knows how much I adored her,...

 

...I just never could afford her.

 

 

 

 

 

...'cause when we get ahead,...

 

...its got another mouth to feed.

 

 

You got to dance with who brung you,...

 

...swing with who swung you...

 

 

 

Take this job and shove it,...

 

...I ain't workin' here no more.

 

 

 

 

I'm just a common man,...

 

...drive a common van, my dog ain't got a pedigree. 

 

 

 

I drive an old Ford pickup truck...

 

...I do my drinkin' from a Dixie cup.

 

 

 

Was it catfish bait, or somethin' Bubba ate,...

 

...or those pickled eggs on the shelf?

 

 

If it weren't for horses & divorces...

 

...I'd be a lot better off today.

You don't have to call me darlin, darlin,...

 

...you never even call me by my name.

The only kinda man that you ever wanted...

 

...was the one that you knew you'd never hold very long...

Sleepin' under a table in a roadside park...

 

...a man could wake up dead.