hank williams bob dylan ian tyson

sometimes life is like a rollin stone, as we lay in the back seat of a cadillac, hopped up on pills south of the tennessee border, with a bottle of johnnie walker red slippin from our hand, still there is ole ian, whose song from his recent album, finally finding one copy in Houston some time back, possible the only copy in Houston...there are days when the spirit has to just set and listen, hank, bob, and recently this cut by Ian, (album songs from the gravel road), a poets words concerning something about the road...yes mr robert earl keen, the road does goes on forever...hwy 59, those west tejas highways, the road to abilene hwy 87, have traveled it crossing the river brazos in waco, and that road from el paso, is she still the queen of el paso....he asks....(in the song...the road to las cruces).....traveled north from las cruces made it to truth or conquences several years back, on my way to elko, found a place that made the caps for the truth or conquences police...he would not sell this cowboy a truth or conquences police cap.........something that only a poet can see in words...........