Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Girlfriends, Guitars & Hats!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Girlfriends, Guitars & Hats!"


(dedicato: Jason Eklund: USA Poet/singer-songwriter)


...Never learnt to drive a Cadillac,
steer a luxury Cabin Cruiser or fly a Private Plane?
Sittin' in the driver's seat of ANY of the above;
U ask mah name/I always got ID'ed!?...
Which is just WHY - some Whisky by my side? -
I don't drive on this side of Paradise?

LIKE YOU I gotta small CRIB, a small kitchen,
a bar-fire radiator keepin' out the cold?
Some changes of clothes; I wash,
I manage to get dry in the sunlight before the chill of the night?
I got a full BAR, tucked away,
that Bar your own LIVER never gets to share,
and some heart breaker in the  town, but next;
gas up the Chevy: go hug or go to  stare?

And LIKE YOU, or maybe NOT,
I got that SPAGHETTI of business I gotta consume,
gulp, shovel down; pays the rent, pays the light,
pays the Nothingness; until my Guitar sings?
(Hashish kickin' IN)

Girlfriends, Guitars & ol' Stetson Hats
...all LOST & FOUND, somehow?
I never learnt to drive a Cadillac,
steer a luxury Cabin Cruiser, nor fly a Private Plane?
SITTIN' in my OWN driver's seat;
some COP would ask mah name?
Which is why - some GANGES on mah Dash,
MY BROW: I don't drive;
not caring, anyhow?
(Hashish REALLY kickin IN)

Never learnt to drive...(what was it?) a PONTIAC,
row a BOAT or DE-plane a Jet-Plane?
I promoted myself to COLONEL,
told all the Subordinates to GO
and clean their Rooms/barracks (I think?)
which is WHEN I picked up mah Guitar
and sang that lonesome ol' song?
-"Girlfriends, Guitars & Hats" -I miss U once again?....


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