Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... The Refugee.
AH-mah Movin to Bordeaux, South west of France, A-mah moving to a place where I cant get barred from a Bar-Cafe more than Once. AH-mah movin to make my kin, PRE-REVOLUTION where the Guillotine of Whiskey cuts like Calvados.
AH-mah moving to some FREEDOM, what little-left is OURS, or some BLUES U forgotten, in Happy-Hour hours, just a token, token, token in the SPIRIT of ME. I-m moving to Bordeaux...to be Free.
THIS OLD MAN. He Play One! He played Knick-Knack on mah Drum!!!
I-m moving, furniture-removals, cos I am OLD. Collect these damn Souvenirs, stories to be told, and MOVING, East or West, Taxes and Citizens, I am VOTING with my feet, History knows the best.
YO I-m moving, with 5,000 bucks, and a guitar, moving like a REFUGEE...whilst thousands MORE have SO much less than Me.
c2019, dave delacroix
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