Many nights I’ve fallen asleep on the couch listening to this man pick with my Daddy in the living room. Mr. T would come through town working for the cable company, and we would have him over for supper & music. He knew I wouldn’t go to sleep until he played Bucaroo for me on the guitar. Happy memories.
Many nights I’ve fallen asleep on the couch listening to this man pick with my Daddy in the living room. Mr. T would come through town working for the cable company, and we would have him over for supper & music. He knew I wouldn’t go to sleep until he played Bucaroo for me on the guitar. Happy memories.
Howdy stranger.. How are you and Donna?