‘Can’t Run Nor Move,
As it lingures’
2 step's forward and a side step too,
Lord I can’t walk and you know its true..
Learning a new biz and making it count. I’m hardly a shark and no money to count..
Gone are the days when all does as please, my walking is limited because of my knees, 3 screws will do it, and keeps walking a tease. So venture the world and walk as you please. Enjoy the mountains and This Falls leaves.
Soon after high school i went on a trip, learned to love the city and to stand clear of it’s grips.
I moved to philly and had a grand time, Breakdancing was Hip and they made up Rhymes..
Phil collins was a blast, out of The Spectrums stands, micheal jackson was Hip and so was Roxanne.
IF i’d of planned, i even met Charles Barkley and watched him slam
They were playing basketball and shooting the hoops, and when we were out, we rode around the loops.
I entered school, C.C.P. that is,
College was Fun as we could drink more than fizz.
Grown up boy and trouble to get in, learning quickly I wouldn’t do it again.
From the schukhill river, with all the boasting city lights, we got in trouble and we got in fights.
I remember this arcade, We all hung at,
Even the softball games and being up to bat.
After i left the enormous city of brotherly love, we moved to Alexandria as it was a step above..
Alexandria as a town with a dock, Peers Landing was the place for us to hang and talk..
Yes then came along the Dreaded fact, that drinking was controlling me and the way i would act..
Sleeping on the streets had its
Fun, But James and David really did have no one..
The street folks were cool, as I was the fool, but best part of it wasn’t school..
I rode it out, all falling apart, sleeping in the alleys and sometimes in the parks..
I’ve seen em drop and go insane, i was so young and the life and wasn’t a game..
Yelling out at the top of my voice,
You dirty mother fuckers, i lost my choice.
Time to get sober it dawned on me,
I was 26 and had a disease.
Alcohol-ism not to be confused as wasism, make the note, and tell it to your cousins..
New York bound on a company bus
All was great and i couldn’t fuss..
San Francisco was next and held its Bene’s, the whole dam was full of
LA was on the list, as i visited my uncle,
Drinking again and trying to be honorable..
But at the age of 18, i became a little mean, my drinking when progressing and leaving bad impressions..
To Vegas i flew, without even a clue,
that drinking was free and even for me..
To make a long story short,
I live my life, without any kids nor even a wife.
A blessing says some but believe me
It ain’t fun, although its been 9yrs,
i still have the fears..
So one day at a time and some shorter than that, I say to all the drinkers
D O N ‘T D O T H A T !!
‘A D V E N T U R O U S’
E X T R E M E S
Though it seems vain, its no longer my pace,
Robert Foleys the name and South LA’s the place..
Wineyards region as it ain’t just Mondavis fam, Im praying out loud..
I A i n t D o i n g I t A g a i n !!
2 months shy of 9years sober
To G o d B e T h e G l o r y..
E v e r y d a y.