Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, Sweethearts on the Run.
...I ran into RENO, play'in the Slots, didn't have much to say, no guessing what HE or SHE has got and just who played WHAT in separate Poker games?
I ran into Nashville, She was play'in a Song, HE was Blues'in OUT in a nearby town, No-place, USA?
I drove Up to Chicago, up to Windy City N' She was play'in Mandolin and HE, Banjo in An Arbor
and cross over to San Francisco, HE, She in Oakland, Telegraph Avenue, never the twain will fall in love again?
Now don't cha go mess'in with my Name in the town of Delacroix, by Baton Rough, and New Orleans, some Layfetian Hat's & McCoys; so SHE Gigs out in Austin Texas, HE gigs in St. Antoine and the ONLY thing that keeps them together is...being now alone.
There's no SPORT in the Rio Grande, there's no SNOW in Death Valley? There's no Mescal in Brownsville-Texas I'd care to taste? There's no Mi-tai in El Paso? I'll save it for Tequila? There's no wonder'in bout NO wonder'in, there's no Circle U can find , a story on your mind to map the road when it's been told, a preclusion?
Hallelujah, Someday! Desert Angels Sing! Across the wide Missouri! Chevy Tires on the Interstate Highway, a frozen hitch hiker, some Mother's Son?
Hallelujah! Someday! A 10 Gallon Stetson, Rhinestone Rodeo! And who's to say just what Don't work out ...like Sweethearts on the run.
So find me UP in Washington State, jamm'in in Portland Oregon, in Butte, Montana SHE wails the Frontier Boys?
The HIM, the Her? And a truly desperate road, a print floral dress, a tattered cowboy hat, a guitar, a guitar, a bano, a Mandolin... and the people, never the twain again will meet ...and for HE and SHE on separate trails; but it's better, THIS, somehow, than being alone.
c2018/davedelacroix/ourmanineurope, sciacca/sicily.....IDEA for a Duet Music Film Script.
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