I see the flakes coming down and watching the blanket falling and getting ready to spread doesn't excite me. I see the beauty of it, but bottom line, bad back + shovel = misery. There was a time when kids would knock on your door to shovel. Not anymore. I remember one snow storm my little brother made $400 in one day shoveling out the elderly in an upscale community. The work ethic is drilled in our bloodstream.
I have the blues and the music to go with it. If you could write a brief blues song, what would the lyrics be?
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Lou- I like that. Now we just need a wailing harmonica, lol. Love u.
Bad back, back breaking, bad weather day.
Gonna lay down the body, pull down the shades, just moan these blues away.
JeannetteLS- Welcome to my spot. I like your song lyrics. I am very fond of the old blues ie John Lee Hooker, Howlin' Wolf etc. I shall pop over to your place and visit. Thanks again for coming here. :)
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