I'd love to sing with Willie;
I know most every song,
and the parts that I'm not sure of,
well, I'd just hum along.
Please let me sing with Willie;
he shouldn't sing alone.
I could plug one nostril
to get his nasal tone.
I long to sing with Willie;
we're almost the same age.
We'd look about like brothers
together on that stage.
I yearn to sing with Willie;
my beard could be as big.
My hair I don't like long, though;
I'd need a braided wig.
I want to sing with Willie
since Waylon's not around,
so if you hear he needs a partner
please tell him one's been found!
Hank says you are a good singer. Some people say that I am, too. We should get together and sing 'On The Road Again' and some of Willie's other songs.
I would actually LOVE to do that, Cowboy. My granddaughter and her family used to live in Durango where you are, but they have moved to Grand Junction. When I go out to visit her the next time, maybe you could drive up from Durango.
OK, so I HAVE seen this before, since I left a comment almost a year ago. I forget some things, but I loved reading the poet's notes again. Great story there, and great poem!
Hanks says so too, but he knows you longest. I have enjoyed this amazing poem, dear Kim. Excellently worded! 5 Stars!
I have come across this excellent poem of you, dear Kim, and I must say that we are alike, writing poems, playing chess (you are brilliant, I am not) humming when not singing, and so much more, your poem is truly fantastic created so fantastically and with humor, but I cannot sing, LOL
Great poem, Kim, and wonderful story in the poet's notes!
Thanks, Cowboy. You seem to have disappeared lately. I hope you are still around and enjoying good health.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Kim, Yes, you are an excellent singer and know many a tune! ! !
Thanks, Hank!