Party Tonight

There’s a party tonight.
Hey mister,
will you buy me a case of beer
For the party tonight?

Old house lit up like Christmas.
On Saddlers, off Philliace.
Left at the turnpike.
To the party tonight.

Touched back down in Texas.
Lived like it’s Vegas.
Then a bus ride to Memphis.
In the shadow of Elvis.
Party tonight.

We can break out the memories.
Charge down the cavalry.
There’s a light on in Memphis.
Party tonight.

It’s time to mend fences.
Party tonight.

Stockyards in the Morning

The mist rose to my ankles.
The cattle were restless as pigs.

Fumble ‘round for the car keys,
The hip flask: 2 nips,
And the cigs.

Drove stick through the blackness.
On side-band I heckled the moon.

All the drover’s kids went searching
For memories worth keeping.
They left nothing,
It’s over too soon.

I stand pillared by the petrified pulpit.
The herd murmurs, “prices look low.”

As I light up a fresh one,
A slight wind is a-coming.
Drop the hand and let go.

Damn hard to grow,
But harder to say goodbye.