Happy Birthday Songsmith!!
Happy Birthday Songsmith!!
Yep, that former spandex wearing metal head, turned Mailpouch spittin' bluegrass picker's birthday is today! Happy birthday Johnny!
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I will also say Happy Birthday!
I was headin down Mailpouch road myself there for a while but then someone sold me a Fender Twin so I said **** it !
BTW THANKS!!!!!!!!
Johnny you should come and sing with us sometime when you are feeling better. Hangover cure 2 asprin and 4 large glasses of water before bed!!
Call me in the morning!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
I was headin down Mailpouch road myself there for a while but then someone sold me a Fender Twin so I said **** it !
BTW THANKS!!!!!!!!
Johnny you should come and sing with us sometime when you are feeling better. Hangover cure 2 asprin and 4 large glasses of water before bed!!
Call me in the morning!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
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Happy B-day JMS!!
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"Growing old is mandatory,, Growing up is optional!"
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"Growing old is mandatory,, Growing up is optional!"
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Happy
Happy Birthday Johnny!
Awesome Hairdo!
Wish I could have seen that in person!
Keep on maturing, like the rest of us.....
Awesome Hairdo!
Wish I could have seen that in person!
Keep on maturing, like the rest of us.....
Torn & Frayed
One World, One Voice, One God!
Music is LIFE!
One World, One Voice, One God!
Music is LIFE!
Happy Birthday Johnny! To make you feel better, just remember that no matter how old you get, you will never be as old as me.
Since you are a man who appreciates the boobies, here is a birthday poem about all the ladies you will be checking out in your old age. I think you could write a nice bluegrass ditty to these lyrics.
Oh, I Wish I'd Looked After Me Tits
By Pam Ayres
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me dear old knockers,
Not flashed them to boys behind the school lockers,
Or, let them get fondled by randy old dockers,
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me tits.
'Cos now I'm much older and gravity's winning.
It's Nature's revenge for all that sinning,
And, those dirty memories are rapidly dimming,
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me tits
'Cos tits can be such troublesome things
When they no longer bounce, but dangle and swing.
And, although they go well with my Bingo wings,
I wish I'd looked after me tits.
When they're both long enough to tie up in a bow,
When it's not the sweet chariot that swings low,
When they're less of a friend and more of a foe,
Then I wish I'd looked after me tits.
When I was young I got whistles and hoots,
From the men on the site to the men in the suits,
Now, me nipples get stuck in the zips on me boots,
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me tits.
When I was younger I rode bikes and scooters,
Cruising around with my favorite suitors.
Now, the wheels get entangled with my dangling hooters,
I wish I'd looked after me tits.
When they follow behind and get trapped in the door,
When they're less in the air and more near the floor,
When people see less of them rather than more,
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me tits.
Since you are a man who appreciates the boobies, here is a birthday poem about all the ladies you will be checking out in your old age. I think you could write a nice bluegrass ditty to these lyrics.
Oh, I Wish I'd Looked After Me Tits
By Pam Ayres
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me dear old knockers,
Not flashed them to boys behind the school lockers,
Or, let them get fondled by randy old dockers,
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me tits.
'Cos now I'm much older and gravity's winning.
It's Nature's revenge for all that sinning,
And, those dirty memories are rapidly dimming,
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me tits
'Cos tits can be such troublesome things
When they no longer bounce, but dangle and swing.
And, although they go well with my Bingo wings,
I wish I'd looked after me tits.
When they're both long enough to tie up in a bow,
When it's not the sweet chariot that swings low,
When they're less of a friend and more of a foe,
Then I wish I'd looked after me tits.
When I was young I got whistles and hoots,
From the men on the site to the men in the suits,
Now, me nipples get stuck in the zips on me boots,
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me tits.
When I was younger I rode bikes and scooters,
Cruising around with my favorite suitors.
Now, the wheels get entangled with my dangling hooters,
I wish I'd looked after me tits.
When they follow behind and get trapped in the door,
When they're less in the air and more near the floor,
When people see less of them rather than more,
Oh, I wish I'd looked after me tits.
