This is me singing and playing a song I Wrote.
"Maybe Next Time"
When a poor man has a little cash, there's nothing that a beautiful woman, can not ask, she can ask the world of him, his very last dime, he'll be happy to spend. Money don't mean that much, when you're looking for that special touch. Oh girl, to me, you mean so much! Just to have the opportunity, to feel you, next to me, well girl I know it is not free. And if I wind up broke, and all alone, well at least I'll know I tried, yeah, tried
to take you home. Come on baby! Come on home with me! Oh well, maybe next time.
released December 1, 2016
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