Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix.... Bacon and Beans.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix... Bacon and Beans.\\




Up-temp C-W Rawhide Song!




Bacon and Beans.






…..We-ll I went DOWN to Tiny-Town
needed a Sheriff, the DALTONS GANG,
legs akimbo, lined Up on Wabash  and Main,
Silence...……….HISSSSSS!
DEAD!!!
Them Bacon and Beans!


…..Pretty SOON in History
word got around, Mister KIM
on the Korean Peninsular,
Silence.....HISSSSSS! He went,
INSANE
them Bacon and Beans!


And NOW I-m BIG
and In-Demand, my Resume,
the Berlin Wall,
the Iron Curtain
the Hatfield's and McCoys
…..competitive Supermarket chains.....
CREDITS UP the WHASSEE,
Silencio!!!! The Devil-s kiss
…...HIZZZZZZZ!
Them Bacon and Beans!


HA-WOOO! HA WOOO!


And IF the ALIENS
ever Invade
to screw up the CHAOS
that we-ve made,
NO WORRIES
Just send for Dave,
SILENCE!!!...…...HISSSSSSS!!!!!
Them Bacon and Beans....




c.2019, davedelacroix, Truro, Cornwall, U.K.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... Manhattan, Kansas, USA.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix.... Manhattan, Kansas, USA.




.....I copied THIS Epsitle of Love from some Kid-s Kansas Refrigertor Door. PRE-Internet. When Folks knew how to Write, I guess.


Manhattan, Kansas, USA.




....THERE WILL BE NO beer
this Xmas!
LOOK in da Fridge and YULE find
there will be NO, etc.,
this time.


There-ll BE no MISSOURI
momentoes
on da refrigerator door
Cos mah Babee
tore me off her LIST!...






c2019, dave delacroix, in england, I feel your pain,,,,

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... Venetian Blinds!

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... Venetian Blinds.








VITALBA-s Birthday. Number ONE, numero Uno the whole day through. Vitalba-s Festa di Compleanna. A Child, a Kid, a Rockstar, a friend of U. And as the SUN shines through Venetian blinds and yet, as love UN-entwines, a Carazone, a song perhaps for 2, and for ALL, missed OR missing, our PEOPLE, for U.and THIS Dude. Senorita. Yup! I-m Blue.






c.2018. dave delacroix....in England.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... MY GROOVY VALENTINE

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... MY GROOVY Valentine..


dedicato. USA Jazz Legend, ED BATTLE




MY Groovy Valentine
Kind hearts and Coronets,
Will I SEE U
Same time, next year...


My groovy Valentine,
Rose petals on a Bar,
No-wonder WE
Can grasp it ALL!


....I want to wish U
A certain kiss,
that only Lover-s can DO!


My groovy Valentine,
In the Autumn of our love,
My groovy Valentine
U.
My groovy Valentine,
U....






c. davedelacroix, truro, cornwall, U.K.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... CONTAINER TRUCK

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... Container Truck




dedicato. victims. human-trafficking.




YO BABEE I don-t know
things lately, so SLOW,
R U my Groovey Man.
In Singapore or Katmandu
inside a Russian Transport
to Istanbul,
YO BABEE, a coin
for the ferryman,
we may sink or swim,
yo my love, I don-t know
and WHERE we going TO
somehow we gotta PROVE
to see the Light again.


It-s a kind-a Love
in this Container-truck
but I-m saving my life,
saving ALLmy life.
Am saving my Life for U.




c2019, dave delacroix.

Our Man n Europe, dave delacroix.... TUNE a Guitar!

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... TUNE a Guitar!




dedicato.  Laura and Shelley, Old Grammar School...




Just when I thought the HYEENAS had gone away. The KILL was Cool, blood lips, SATIATION. Ask my Gal du Jour!
Just when I Poisoned-blackmailed my Hollywood-Competitors to suck their OWN Dicks, like a DIVA, one more GIG, move House, go BROKE or, Davey-s on the Road again, sometime.
NO CRIMINAL COFFESSION,just when my heart was broken, GOD-S messenger! Summertime! And the cotton was high, AND SINGING!
Just when I figured ONLY Epostle Blackmail would DO,  I figured out another Gig, poured me another drink... and tuned my Guitar!




c2019, davedelacroix

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... MEEE KILARney Daughter.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... MEEE Kilarney Daughter.




WHISKEY for theFerryman, Food for the Barber. Pass the Toilet paper to the Kids! Hide the Gold and Silver, that old Rembrandt from the Spanish conquorers and DO NOT declare...your Gaelic Quids! ME marry my Kid to a local boy, alas, , kissin goodbye for the Tax Man-s son or give his daddy a shot or a pellet in the spine. Remember! What-s mine is mine.
Whiskey for the Ferryman an I-ll see YOU all in the Spring. A Tax Man-s Son to marry my dahlin daughter, arriving with a polished ring. Arriving with a polished ring.




c.2019, dave delacroix