Tell Her When She Is Old Enough (poem) by Walter LaVerne Jones on AuthorsDen

Tell Her When She Is Old Enough
by Walter LaVerne Jones → (All Poetry by Walter LaVerne Jones)
Rated "PG13" by the Author.

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Some people never find rest
Money is a virtue as I lay my dollars down Every man has a price must move to another town Kiss me in the sunshine taste me the rain our love is forever on this rambling train I am the wind looking for sleep I challenge all the trouble I meet Work the taverns looking for a girl Sing the joy of livin in the perfect world Money is a virtue as I lay my dollars down Every man has a price must move to another town Kiss me in the sunshine taste me the rain our love is forever on this rambling train River flows south down to my home Body of a she devil never going to be alone I am the gambler of the place to see I am the wander looking to be free Music on my lips guitar in my hand Play Johnny be good with a three piece band Money is a virtue as I lay my dollars down Every man has a price must move to another town Kiss me in the sunshine taste me the rain our love is forever on this rambling train Sunshine in the mirror rainbow in the bed Mind is caught up in some young thing's head I am the troubadour with a whistle and a smile I will only be in towne this little while Kitten in the alley sings of days gone Alley cat tries to tell her she is wrong Money is a virtue as I lay my dollars down Every man has a price must move to another town Kiss me in the sunshine taste me the rain our love is forever on this rambling train Catfish in the skillet voice sings alone Momma looking for the words to sing along I am the wind looking to go home I am your spirit floating all alone River queen is rolling down on the river Hear threat lonesome whistle let out a scream Money is a virtue as I lay my dollars down Every man has a price must move to another town Kiss me in the sunshine taste me the rain our love is forever on this rambling train Every star is taken millions to be had in the nighttime Old is a blessing in the sad just as the lyrics turn to mine I am you sleeping by the road of a loving mother in the pouring rain I am your remains for the body has traveled south young brother ride my train Money is a virtue as I lay my dollars down Every man has a price must move to another town Kiss me in the sunshine taste me the rain our love is forever on this rambling train

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on November 2, 2004

This one has a nice choo-choo-train beat to it!!

I could actually sing along...lol!!

Just one very fine song Walter!!

Amazing....just amazing!!

Time to hit the sack hear...steam rolling to my pillow on the choo-choo-beat!!

Time to catch the snoozetrain....bye!!

Choo-choo-chooooooooooooo :)!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Alice Cooper (Reader)

Very good Walter. Your family and lady at home must get much love and comfort from your work.

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

NO MONEY IS A ------------ " VIRTU "...

As You Lay Down You Better I Hope You Do Have A Will As State-Fed's Has (Your Estate Money$) No " VIRTUE(S) "....

Credit For write!

TRASK