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Robert Carl Brusberg
Poems
Jan 2016
Davey (song)
I heard the bad news Monday morning
Everybody's saying,"Wow, what a drag."
Seems the skin heads had some point to prove
Now little Davey's dead in his sleeping bag
so I found myself a spot with green grass
somewhere way on down in the United States
Had a jug of wine, I had some time to pass
I picked up my guitar and I began to play
For the lovers on the on ramp
and the old men in the park
for the bad side of the city
the little fishes and the sharks
and those who give so much to life
and those that take away
and those who work so hard to get by
while Davey..................
Davey found the time to play.
We'd see little Davey up on the corner
playing like he didn't have a choice
we never thought that he'd go anywhere
He couldn't play guitar, he didn't have a voice
but we'd hang out and listen to him anyway
there was something bout his style
You know it wasn't so much the way he played
I think it was the way he smiled
while he sang
about the lovers on the the on ramp
and the old men in the park
about the bad side of the city
the little fishes and the sharks
Those who give so much to life
and those who take away
and those who work so hard to get by
while Davey.....................
Davey had the time to play.
We heard the bad news Monday morning
everybody's saying, "Wow, what a drag."
Seems the skin heads had a point to prove
Now little Davey's dead in his sleeping bag...........
Written by
Robert Carl Brusberg
Florida
(Florida)
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