quinta-feira, novembro 24, 2005

«I hear a blues riff in the still of the night.
Is that you little boy blues?
Your cross was found on some faraway hill,
They say where wild flowers grow.
Are you up there somewhere playing your blues?
Oh Lord I think I know . . .»

in Joe Boy Cook (Stevie Ray's uncle)

P.S- Tomorrow I'm coming «Home». God Bless The SOUND!


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