A song I wrote a while ago, I played the guitar when I still could, arthritis in my hands has ended that, My cousins son sang and played the Harmonica and clapped.we never sat down and played it just sent stuff back and forth on the internet until we had something he could mix at his studio. Its about my son who died of a rare bone cancer, Ewings Sarcoma at eighteen years of age.

Blues for David

Woke up this morning

I was feeling blue

Looked to my left

Couldn’t see you

Looked to my right

Thats when I knew

Oh oh my best buddy

Buddy where are you.

Where are you?

I have a million dollars,

And ten tons of gold

That I kept in my locker.

For when us two get old.

But its worth nothing now

Because we’re torn apart

And I know I can’t spend 

I can’t spend my fractured heart.