Fingerpick Poems - Poems about Fingerpick

...Got my cigar, got my guitar My thinking spot is never far On the bench, sunset in view The western sky is painted you In colors of the pastel type My love for you reveals no hype I fingerpick ......

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...So you found me hoping You found that I was dreaming You found me laughing at my worries And you laughed at my freedom You took a stern jab of kindness And cocked your fist real tight You told......

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