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You Are a Songwriter/Candy Ass/the Picture

I posted one of the songs included with this blog, 'Candy Ass', the other day. It's a kind of backhanded swipe at 'modern country music'. The second song on the video is 'The Picture', a song I wrote in hardcore…

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Pap's Shotgun/Grandma's Place

Everybody called my grandfather Pap. He was a typical Maryland man of a certain age. He farmed, hunted, fished, crabbed, smoked, cussed… 

Pap was what they called a ‘man’s man’ in those days. And like all men’s men, he was…

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A Junkyard Christmas/Half the Man

My old man was not much on plumbers, electricians, garages or repair shops of any kind. As long as it was even close to possible and for as long as he could, dad fixed things himself. He was pretty good…

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Mirror Image/Lately Linda

So, this is my face now. 

The age spots are beginning to connect up in such a way that I soon won’t need to go outside “to get a little color” - it'll be built in. 

The lines on my…

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Chesapeake Son

The Crab Feast 

“Do they bite, Pap?” 

My grandfather smiled brightly at my 6 year-old cousin Ricky and said, 

“Stick your finger there in the basket and see for y'self, son.” 

It was the same answer he had given me…

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