was the whiskey and the jazz playing
On too many black nights with too
Many lonely women and not a poem
Between them
How many times can you run
From the shadow of the voices that
Surround you
Beating like drums in the darkness
Tasting more of your flesh each time
Not leaving enough for a man to breathe
No way for a man to live
How could the hep-cat jive survive
When my voice can only spit silence
Wasn't a dream left to filter thru
The night worn inside and out and
Bled dry a bottle singing the page blank and life in the hands of
the haves laughing at the broken shadows of the have-nots
There was a club on 34th and Second Ave where the jazzman
swung
All night long beat poets recited Tuesdays' nights and Jack was
always drunk in the third booth
Scrawling poems on paper bags and notebooks
Taking life hard on the chin and after a while not fighting back
anymore
Ain't the road thzt donev Jack in
Rock n roll was started by four guys from across the pond, there was Jerry, Johnny, Carl and a hep cat named Elvis
and later on the Big O. rock n roll was born. Some say it would not last, some say it,s just a fad, a phase people
were going through.but how wrong they were.
Rock n roll is here to stay. Telecaster Fender and Gretsch as well, all played a rockin beat to which we could move our feet.
Teddy boys with their crapes and drapes quiffs and da,s looking so tidy and smart. The Rockabillys as well in their jeans
tee shirts and leather jackets, also with quiffs side burns and Da,s.
One guitar,one drum and one double base and you have a rock a billy band, music that lives on for ever through out
this fine land as you will discover its still very much in demand, The music of Gene, Eddy and Elvis is far from dead.
its stronger than ever its got to be said
Blue sued shoes, love me tender all played so beautiful on a gretsch or fender a sound so sweet and fine that will blow your
mind so my friend to finally say Rock N Roll is not dead hooray.
John.R.Bones copy right 2012 (c)