Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

            You remembered me.

Always.

Your Dodgers begin their season today.

Long day ... road trip.

Have a tune for you ... enjoy.

Link:  John Fogerty: Centerfield

Well, a-beat the drum and hold the phone
The sun came out today
We're born again, there's new grass on the field
A-roundin' third and headed for home
It's a brown-eyed handsome man
Anyone can understand the way I feel

Oh, put me in coach, I'm ready to play today
Put me in coach, I'm ready to play today
Look at me, I can be centerfield

Well, I spent some time in the Mudville Nine
Watching it from the bench
You know I took some lumps, when the mighty Case struck out
So say hey, Willie, tell the Cobb
And Joe DiMaggio
Don't say it ain't so, you know the time is now

Oh, put me in coach, I'm ready to play today
Put me in coach, I'm ready to play today
Look at me, I can be centerfield

Yeah, I got it, I got it

Got a beat-up glove, a home-made bat
And a brand new pair of shoes
You know I think it's time to give this game a ride
Just to hit the ball, and touch 'em all
A moment in the sun
It's a-gone and you can tell that one good-bye

Oh, put me in coach, I'm ready to play today
Put me in coach, I'm ready to play today
Look at me (yeah), I can be centerfield

Oh, put me in coach, I'm ready to play today
Put me in coach, I'm ready to play today
Look at me, gotta be, centerfield
Yeah

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say that you are in my heart this Easter morning.

           You remembered me.

Always.

Long day ... lots to do.
Baseball season begins tomorrow,
everyone is in first place with high hopes.

Sort of like life ... we begin with high hopes.

Have a tune for you today

"I’ve cussed, I’ve prayed, I’ve said goodbye
Shook my fist and asked God why
These days when I’m missing you this much" ... enjoy.

Link:  Lee Brice: I Drive Your Truck

Eighty-Nine Cents in the ash tray
Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard
That dirty Braves cap on the dash
Dog tags hangin’ from the rear view
Old Skoal can, and cowboy boots and a Go Army Shirt folded in the back
This thing burns gas like crazy, but that’s alright
People got their ways of coping
Oh, and I’ve got mine

I drive your truck
I roll every window down
And I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
Til all the pain’s a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

I leave that radio playing
That same ole country station where ya left it
Yeah, man I crank it up
And you’d probably punch my arm right now
If you saw this tear rollin’ down on my face
Hey, man I’m tryin’ to be tough
And momma asked me this morning
If I’d been by your grave
But that flag and stone ain’t where I feel you anyway

I drive your truck
I roll every window down
And I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
Til all the pain’s a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

I’ve cussed, I’ve prayed, I’ve said goodbye
Shook my fist and asked God why
These days when I’m missing you this much

I drive your truck
I roll every window down
And I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
Til all the pain’s a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes, brother sometimes

I drive your truck
I drive your truck
I hope you don’t mind, I hope you don’t mind
I drive your truck

Dear Beverly

Just stopped in to say hello.

       You remembered me.

Always.

Freeway series.

Season draws near.

Your boys won last night.

New scoreboard at Dodger Stadium.

I hope you are still keeping score.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.

Link:   Brantley Gilbert: More Than Miles

Maybe I should take that picture off the dashboard

Before her memory hits the brakes and takes the wheel

Yeah I bet she's still crying on that front porch

Yeah, this time it's gonna take some time to heal

Cause I'm on my way to Tennessee

Singing "Georgia On My Mind"

Chasing what they say's a dream

Thinking maybe it ain't mine

Cause that girl's in every song I sing

She's in every song I write

And that six string ridin' in her seat

Won't keep me warm tonight

God what am I supposed to do?

There's more than miles in my rearview

Well, I'm headed north to what I swore I wanted

And trying not to buy into my doubts

But I just can't seem to keep myself from wondering

Why I'm jealous of all them headlights headed south

Cause I'm on my way to Tennessee

Singing "Georgia On My Mind"

Chasing what they says a dream

Thinking maybe it ain't mine

Cause that girl's in every song I sing

She's in every song I write

And that six string ridin' in her seat

Won't keep me warm tonight

God what am I supposed to do?

There's still more than miles in my rearview

Yeah, more than miles

Yeah, I've been changing lanes without my mirrors

Cause every time I look behind me I see her

I think I just realized how much I need her (damn)

So I'm turning back for Georgia

Stopping short of Tennessee

I can't put my dreams before her

Man, I need her with me

Cause that girl's in every song I sing

She's in every song I write

And that six string ridin' in her seat

Can sleep in the back tonight

Now I know what I'm supposed to do, yeah

There's still more than miles in my rear view

More than miles, yeah

More than miles

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by on this Good Friday to say hello.

          Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

You boys start playing baseball on Monday.

Every game played will, in some small way,

remind me of you and how much

you loved your Los Angeles Dodgers.

Have a tune for you today.

“And in the morning you can tell me your dreams
You know I've seen it before
This mist that covers your eyes
You've been looking for something that's not in your life”

And the morning came, and there were no dreams to speak of.

So sad … so true.

… Enjoy.

Link:  Trisha Yearwood: You Can Sleep While I Drive

Come on baby, let's get out of this town
I got a full tank of gas
With the top rolled down
There's a chill in my bones
I don't want to be left alone
So baby you can sleep while I drive

I'll pack my bag and load up my guitar
In my pocket I'll carry my harp
I got some money I saved, enough to get underway
And baby you can sleep while I drive

We'll go through Tucson up to Santa Fe
And Barbara in Nashville says we're welcome to stay
I'll buy you boots down in Texas, a hat from New Orleans
And in the morning you can tell me your dreams
You know I've seen it before
This mist that covers your eyes
You've been looking for something that's not in your life
My intentions are true, won't you take me with you
And baby you can sleep while I drive

Oh is it other arms you want to hold you
The stranger, the lover, you're free
Can't you get that with me
Come on baby let's get out of this town
I've got a full tank of gas
With the top rolled down
If you won't take me with you
I'll go before night is through
And baby you can sleep while I drive

Dear Beverly

Just stopped in to say hello.

         You remembered me.

Always.

Up early … long day.

A play day … work will have to wait.

Have a fun tune for you today … enjoy.

Link:   Little Big Town: Tornado

Thought you'd change the weather

Start a little storm

Make a little rain

But I'm gonna do one better hide the sun until you pray

I'm a tornado looking for a soul to take

You're gonna see me coming by the selfish things that you did

I'm gonna leave you guessin' how this funnel is gonna hit

I'm a tornado looking for a man to break

Yeah, I'm gonna lift this house, spin it all around

Toss it in the air and put it in the ground

Make sure you're never found

Thought you'd take a swing

Try another girl, try another night,

But it's the pain that brings my force of nature back to life

I'm a tornado more disturbed than an F5

Hey, I'm gonna lift this house, spin it all around

Toss it in the air and put it in the ground

I'm gonna lift this house, spin it all around

Toss it in the air and put it in the ground

Make sure you're never found, oh, yeah

OOOOOOOOOOO

MMMMMMMMMM

I'm gonna lift this house, spin it all around

Toss it in the air and put it in the ground

I'm gonna lift this house, spin it all around

Toss it in the air and put it in the ground

Make sure you're never found

The winds are getting stronger

And the sky is falling through

And you ain't got much longer

'Til the rage rips off the roof

I'm a tornado... and I'm coming after you...

Oooo...

Hmm...

Oooo...

(I'm gonna lift this house, spin it all around

Toss it in the air and put it in the ground)

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Cat sleeping in my lap.

Took a look out the window

and decided against

an early morning romp.

Have a tune for you today

A fun one … catchy … enjoy

Link:  Darius Rucker: Wagon Wheel

Heading down south to the land of the pines
I'm thumbing my way into North Caroline
Staring up the road and pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in seventeen hours
Picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I'm a-hopin' for Raleigh, I can see my baby tonight

So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey momma rock me

Running from the cold up in New England
I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band
My baby plays a guitar, I pick a banjo now
Oh, north country winters keep a-getting me down
I lost my money playing poker so I had to leave town
But I ain't turning back to living that old life no more

So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey momma rock me

Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke
I caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice long toke
But he's a heading west from the Cumberland gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee
And I gotta get a move on before the sun
I hear my baby calling my name and I know that she's the only one
And if I died in Raleigh at least I will die free

So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey momma rock me

So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain

Dear Beverly

Just stopped in to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Overcast; June gloom in March.

Front headed this way. 

Maybe rain … maybe not.

Still, better than winter.

It’s all relative, isn’t it?

Life is like that.

The bad becomes not so bad

when the bad gets worse.

Is that what happened last June?

The bad that was tolerable

got so bad that …

well, enough about that.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.

Link:  Garth Brooks: The Dance

Looking back on the memory of
the dance we shared 'neath the stars above;
For a moment all the world was right.
How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye?

And now, I'm glad I didn't know
the way it all would end, the way it all would go.
Our lives are better left to chance;
I could have missed the pain,
but I'd have had to miss the dance.

Holding you I held everything.
For a moment wasn't I the king
If I'd only known how the king would fall,
Hey, who's to say - you know I might have changed it all.

And now, I'm glad I didn't know
the way it all would end, the way it all would go.
Our lives are better left to chance;
I could have missed the pain,
but I'd have had to miss the dance.

Yes my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain but I'd have had to miss the dance