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  • Some Things Never Get Old

    Recently got reminded of the wonderful scenery when the sun sets in the Pacific in Mexico.  This reminded me of the great Vince Gill song, so you get both.  If you care to share, tell me about some of the great scenery you have seen and experiences you had that you could repeat over and over again?  


    Have you ever watched the sunset

    Disappear in the water down in Mexico

    The sky on fire melting into the ocean

    Man there’s some things that never get old

    Have you ever seen a baby walk for the first time

    It’s like watching a sparrow, a sparrow’s wings unfold

    When that baby smiles up at you

    Man there’s some things that never get old

    Makin’ sweet love to that gal of mine

    My first taste of bluebird wine

    Eatin’ watermelon down to the rind

    Any old song by brother John Prine

    Sometimes that face looking back in the mirror

    Make that mirror, make that mirror cold

    But in my heart, oh I’m a hundred years younger

    Man there’s some things that never get old

    Ridin’ into town with some friends of mine

    It’s a two-tone Chevy, she’s a ’59

    Ice cold beer in the summertime

    Pickin’ on the back porch with brother John Prine

    I think livin’ is one long highway

    I’m bettin’ Heaven is at the end of the road

    I think love just might be the answer

    Man there’s some things that never get old

    I think love, oh Lord, I know it’s the answer

    Man there’s some things that never get old

     

    1. Travis Avatar

      What a tremendous photograph. I think the most amazing scenery I’ve ever seen has been at the Grand Canyon.

About Me

Retired great grandmother living in Washington. Former radio Public Service Director and National Accounts Manager.

I’m a hair-dishevelled heilan’ coo,
Hamish McKay be ma name;
Welcome tae this dreichet glen
I’m cursed tae ca’ ma hame.
Depending on the mood I’m in
I’ll raise ma horns on high,
An’ if I like the look o’ ye
I’ll likely let ye by.
But should I dinnae like the look
O’ ye, then tak great care,
I’ll raise ma horns on high again,
Go on, get oot o’there!
So whether welcome yae or nae,
I’ll raise these horns sae mean,
Then ye shall ken ma meaning
By the twinkle o’ ma een.

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