Dear Beverly

Just stopped in to say hello

           Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Been troubled over understanding how individuals can be so controlling, manipulative and mendacious.   I don't get it.  What's the purpose?  What is gained by boxing someone into a corner?  How can I get beyond this?  

Have a tune for you this morning ... a melancholy one.

 http://youtu.be/_KrrsLZaY9s

Amarillo by morning, up from San Antone.

Everything that I've got is just what I've got on.

When that sun is high in that Texas sky

I'll be bucking it to county fair.

Amarillo by morning, Amarillo I'll be there.

They took my saddle in Houston, broke my leg in Santa Fe.

Lost my wife and a girlfriend somewhere along the way.

Well I'll be looking for eight when they pull that gate,

And I'm hoping that judge ain't blind.

Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's on my mind.

Amarillo by morning, up from San Antone.

Everything that I've got is just what I've got on.

I ain't got a dime, but what I got is mine.

I ain't rich, but Lord I'm free.

Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's where I'll be.

Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's where I'll be.