a folk singer, songwriter, painter & friend
a poet, a brother, I draw with a pen all sorts of fantastic creations & plots,
a book or a guitar I always have got.
come sit down beside me,
i’ll sing you a song about a funny old world that’s a coming along.
I’ll paint you a picture of where I have been or something I’ve seen
way down in New Orleans.
There’s lots of folks talking of lots going on,
I take them and twist them up into a song.
there’s plenty to do if you just look around
to keep your mind sharp & your boots on the ground.
there’s lots of good people doing lots of good things,
if you’re feeling stuck, just give them a ring.
i’m dreaming & scheming & learning new songs
& asking what you want when that better world comes along.
once there’s enough freedom around for us all
to plant a good tree & eat the fruit when it falls.