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His Song: The Wanderer


He was the wanderer

described in the song sung by Dion

The song with the 12-bar blues.

 

No doubt our Willie broke many hearts too

there was not one girl he would cling on to

for he lived life without a care,

He’d take any bet and any dare;

and used his two fists to get respect.

There wasn’t much you could expect

from this wanderer.

 

His big brown eyes wooed the girls every single time

for no reason nor was there no rhyme

they’d never knew what hit them

when he’d decide to leave them

 

A song with lyrics not perhaps

all politically correct today

a macho kind of song

chauvinistic at best people would say

 

 

Willie lived only the present

no worries,

no commitment,

never in one place for too long

he was a wanderer; never took a rest.

 

I hear his song now and then

and think about what would have been

for my crazy wanderer friend

he lost his life on the go one lonely night

when he hopped into his brand new 1962 Chevy Impala

Not necessarily to go to any gala

but to roam around the world

as he shouted, “that’s right”

 

He was a wanderer

Happy as a Clown

Content to roam around the town

And I wish

he were still around.

 

chevy

The Wanderer By Dion

 

Good Old Buddies


Good Old Buddies

Good old buddies:

one four score and nine

the other entering the ninth

decade of his life

A friendship that has lasted more than most

They can’t count the many toasts

they have shared

for good health

happy birthdays

successful careers

wives they adore

kids so keen

beautiful grandchildren.

They shared

fifty years of good debates

over politics

boxing

and the status quo

 

now life seems full of woes

one unable to see

the other unable to walk or talk

but their hearts beat in unison

the message is clear

the code understood

only old buddies can hear

hands shake tight

both still willing to fight

in spite of their plight

 

the good old buddies know

the end of their journeys may be near

when together however there is little to fear.

they bid each other an “hasta luego mi amigo”

for what may be one last time

And I was the lucky one to witness a friendship so dear and divine.