Songwriters Write Songs, But They Really Belong

Drive-in, You Guzzle Gin, Commit A Little Mortal Sin.

Places I've Lived Since Then Had To Have Some Kind Of Uniqueness And Character About Them. And Logically Key West, And Then Down Island. So, All Of That Stuff Sort Of Had It's Roots In New Orleans And Went Crazy.

Some Make The World Go Round; Others Watch It Turn.

I Have Always Looked At Life As A Voyage, Mostly Wonderful, Sometimes Frightening. In My Family And Friends I Have Discovered Treasure More Valuable Than Gold.

I Slowly Surrender To The Child In Me Who Can't Say Goodbye.