Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix, "Mandolin Wind."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Mandolin Wind."


(dedicato: Daniel Washburn, L.A. Dude.)



CAN't walk (can't spell?) this
side of a Dictionary?
Can't TWEET, can't meet U
in a bad Tuxedo?
Where's-surround?
VIRGINs -catch my Number?
Gigolos say: "It's Saturday nite!?"

Can't TALK (Can't dwell?) gotta
LIMP, bartender,
calls me a Taxi?
I'm SWELL; as swell as I can be?
SING OUT, Amici;
only the Lonely bleed?

I gave HER all my money,
the Yacht, the G4 Lear Jet?
I gave her the Condo, Long Island,
she didn't want my guitars
(there's HOPE yet?)
And yet still, I cannot walk, stagger,
(call PERRY MASON), I need a Lawyer,
I didn't kill the Gal,
she just ran off with
.....Mister-I got NO Shoes?
So welcome to da Blues.

So it's UP to the President
a.k.a. : GOD
whether I get da BLUES
or get lost in a fog?
Can't walk (can't spell?)
and got a MOOD;
you'll  gonna find ME
in some Dictionary,
a thief, a rogue, a liar
who cant WALK
but speaks, and SINGS
of the Times we loved so well...



c2017, davedelacroix, sciacca,sicily