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Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico
baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still
And I've been kicked be the wind, robbed by the sleet
Had my head stoved in and I'm still on my feet and I'm willin', oh I'm willin'
Ah, Lowell George at the height of his career.
That tune shows up in different formats on at "least" 3 Feat
releases that I know of. It was often requested in concert and a favorite among truckers and Feat fans everywhere.
Thanks for reminding me Jack. I think I'll pull on my "Sailing Shoes" and time travel back to the 70's
Very nice home and great set up! I love that open floor plan.
oz
