I know, I'm just messing with Elvis. cuz, you know it's fun.
Thanks for the comment, Tex
Again, his musical world is blue jeans, worn boots, black Stetson hat, sitting in bars talking about manly men things, and my musical world is worn sandals, possibly a flowing robe, black beret sitting in group circles sharing poems
If we were to go camping, be a whole different experience, to him a branch is something you burn, to me each branch has a story and i'd much rather freeze my ass off, than burn one of god's creating
