The bartender Saint Nick, he knows what I like / Didn’t write him a letter, didn’t ask for advice / Twelve shots of liquor lined up on the bar / He’s got all my money & the keys to my car / From the first day of Christmas right up to the last / I’ll […]

It’s dark in here, can’t see the sky / But I look at this blue wing and I close my eyes / And I fly away beyond these walls / Up above the clouds where the rain don’t fall / On a poor man’s dream (Tom Russell) For Captain Calypso! so far away but a soulbrother […]

Up the street beside that red neon light / That’s where I met my baby on one hot summer night / He was the tender and I ordered a beer / It’s been forty years and I’m still sitting here / But you know the sun’s settin‘ fast / And just like they say, nothing […]