Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix....By the time I get to Phoenix.
dedicato ….Joanie Block and Carol Anielo. Mi Grande Americano Belladonnas...
By the Time I get to Phoenix...
By the time I get to Phoenix
Love, gone soft on the ground.
A Motel I never heard of
..a new-long-lost love found.
EAST of Common Sense
and WEST of getting outta here....
blond hair and a CAMERO
to Evermore...
By the time the Wichita Linesman
gets off the line, his KID
figuring, her Pappy built all the bridges
on Interstate 135...
and there-s a Kansas Smokin,
a Missouri Brew,
blond hair and a Ford MUSTANG
maybe head-in South,
down to New Mexico!
Weather kicks IN,
TWISTERS take OUT the Ranch.
Refugees, folks out-lying
huddle at the County Court house....
By the time I get to Phoenix
in the USA or ANYPLACE,
East of Common Sense
and West of Getting out,
Guitars RINGING
SOMEPLACE!!!
I wrote a little Note to my MOM!!!!.
TWISTA A COMMIN....
Didn-t do any good...She was a staying.
By the time I get to Arizona,
New Mexico, out in the YARDS
of All we Know,
I will STILL sing a song,
I won-t make it long,
East or West,
blond hair...an EL CAMINO-drive-babee!
...and that Guitar-Pickin Song for evermore,
by the time I get to Phoenix
for You, always for U.
c2018,davedelacroix,sciacca-sicily.
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