Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Willie
Willie Nelson in St. George Utah. It was a freakin cool show. Once in a life time for me Iam sure. I doubt that old man will make it back to Southern Utah for another. Then again he might have a better chance than I do myself. He looks pretty damn good for a seventy four year old. Actually he look's like the people I passed in the hallway of the Burn's Arena upstairs before the show. Wearing black pants , black t-shirt , stoner shoes and a cowboy hat. Funny, I looked at them with pity and or disgust. Willie on the other hand I looked at as a badasss rebel who doesn't give a damn about what others think. He had his old gutiar. Complete with the hole from being picked one to many times and red, white, and blue strap like I have seen many time before in old video's and on tv. Best song of the night? Poncho and Lefty.
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I remember watching him 15 years ago and thinking that would be my last chance. I think he has been preserved forever with bong resin.
I always heard that his herb was top shelf
And Lord I just could not wait to find out for myself
Don't knock it til' you tried it, Well I tried it my friend
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
Now we learned a hard lesson in a small Texas town
He fired up a fat boy and he passed it around
The last words that I spoke before they tucked me in
(I made this count bungee jump)
But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My parties all over before it begins
You can pour me some old whiskey river my friend
But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
We hopped on his old bus, the Honey Suckle Rose
The party was Huntsville, it was after the show.
Alone in the front lounge, just me and him,
I took one parting puff and the grim creeper set in.
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My parties all over before it begins
You can pour me some old whiskey river my friend
But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
(Lets go down to Texas guys)
Now we're passing the guitar, we're telling good jokes
I can tell ones a-comin' cause I'm smelling the smoke
No I do not partake, I just let it pass by
With a grin on my face and a great contact high
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My parties all over before it begins
You can pour me some old whiskey river my friend
But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
In the fetal position with drool on our chins
We broke down and smoked weed with Willie again
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