Drink..!..man!..drink! For some men! After these nights! Better they think!....

I think ill sit alone for awhile To call upon Wisdom so that my eyes might open Perhaps calm will come then And I will forget

The souls Of the good Are a wonder The souls Of the good

I can hear hear frank sinatras fly… I can see the old timers smile I can see the boys huddle Planning schemeing and dreaming I can hear the pirates acordion on…

..tell me friend is life not like… It must take work to get a hold of ...ah..but after the work.... The golden sweetness..

En el monte Se escuchan Las acordiones Al cielo cantan La balada

He had been Up on the hills For some time He was seeing Through a haze

I am a bad man....

Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones

The stars brightly shown perhaps Wisdom had been sprinkling the sky to calm the ones in the night who were looking ...searching....the mountains around giants full with life aromas, and...

As a child I was told Of a story true A man old In his last days he saw Incredible beauty

There was the door With pain it opened It was dark Black as can be For you see

Little bird, little bird Out side my window On the bobwire fence Fly away, fly away The beauty!..

At night they say he was calm His gaze lost.... He was in love.. The stars.. The moon

Ah!..san diego!.....the city the gem tucked between mountain and sea where men of honor are made where strength is born in cultured people of immpeccable intent work is hard work is hon...