Amateur singer, songwriter, and home recorder/mixer. I play a little acoustic guitar and I try to play bass, banjo, cajon, drums (percussion), and slide guitar
Ever since he was a young man
He's been working so hard
With a shovel and a pitchfork toiling in the rich man's yard.
As he's grown older
no wiser he became
Busting his ass in the boiling hot sun no one but him to blame
Times always get tougher
and good jobs hard to find
When you have no skill or education life don't treat you to kind
He never found a woman
Someone to call his wife
He lived alone in a rundown shack and the bottle ruined his life
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He died alone in his old shack
not another soul around
No children or wife to mourn him just put him in the ground
The writing on his gravestone
says simply Rest In Peace
because two things he never had in life were any rest or peace
He had no rest or peace!
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