Dear Beverly

Just stopped in to say hello.

           You remembered me.

Always.

A melancholy morning.

Don't know why.

Today is much like any other day.

Still, a melancholy morning. 

Those nasty Giants ruined 

your perfect season last night.

Like you would say, "oh wells."

Have a tune for you today.

It seems to fit the mood.

A melancholy mood; a melancholy morning.

Not really a good way to start the day.

but there you have it.

"why can't you be here

Sometimes I cry sometimes I cry"

So true ... enjoy.

Link:   Buddy Miller: Sometimes I Cry

Moments when I could swear

It's like you were just here

Somebody wake me up when we get there

So you'll be here why can't you be here

Sometimes I cry sometimes I cry

I stop holding up and my heart gets stuck

And that might take awhile

Sometimes I cry sometimes I cry

Sometimes I just break down and my tears come round

Like water from the sky

Sometimes I cry

No one knows what might happen

Takes away so much that matters

Images showing up start me thinking

And remembering I'm remembering

Sometimes I cry sometimes I cry

I stop holding up and my heart gets stuck

And that might take awhile

Sometimes I cry talk to you and sigh

Sometimes you still make me laugh

And that helps to pass

All the carrying on

Sometimes I cry

Can't make the puzzle fit like before

We'll have to discuss that a lot more

Sometimes I cry sometimes I cry

I stop holding up and my heart gets stuck

And that might take awhile

Sometimes I cry sometimes I cry

Sometimes I just break down and my tears come round

Like water from the sky

Sometimes I cry

Sometimes I cry

Sometimes I cry

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say that you are in my heart and on my mind this day.

            Mi Amor, you remembered me.

Always.

The sun was out.
Nice view; quiet.

Nice chat, even if the conversation
was just a little one sided.

You had to know
that you were loved.

Not just by me,
but by others as well.

You didn't have to say goodbye,
there must have been another way.

Your boys beat those nasty
Giants 4 - 0 to begin their season.

You would have been so happy.

Have a tune for you today ...

"I just really miss you, I just really miss you"

Enjoy.

Link: Miranda Lambert: I just Really Miss You

There's a dark cloud hanging over my heart
I can't see where it ends, or where it starts.
I should get over you, but baby, it's so hard,
with this dark cloud hanging over my heart.

There's a sad song ringing in my head.
Baby, it's been here ever since you left.
I should be moving along how far would I get
with this sad song ringing in my head.

I just really miss you, I just really miss you,
There's a life I can't ask you to leave.
I just really miss you, right now I kinda want to.
The closest that you'll ever be to me
is free.

There's a hard wind blowing through this town.
And nothing left to hold is pushing me down.
It blows over you and me without a sound.
There's a hard wind blowing through this town.

I just really miss you, I just really miss you,
There's a life I can't ask you to leave.
I just really miss you, right now I kinda need to.
The closest that you'll ever be to me
is free.

Now it's one more night at the upside down,
it's ten steps in, and hundred miles back out.

I just really miss you, I just really miss you,
There's a life I can't ask you to leave.
I just really miss you, right now I kinda need to.
The closest that you'll ever be to me
is free.

There's a dark cloud hanging over my heart.....

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)