Well, here I am
Well, then here we both are
Still waiting for the train to take us far
Now there's a time
For packing up and leaving
And looking back at the things
From far away
And there's a time for staying
Close to home again
Tuning up and taking time to play
So here we are
And we're still friends
Hoping we don't miss that train again
Now Chester, some folks live in the country
And some people live in the town
Sometimes music is better, don't you know?
If you keep it close to the ground
So you play yours
Well, I can do that
And I'll play mine
Well, let me hear it
And let's try not to jump the track this time
Yeah
There's that man
Hey, Jerry, huh?
You know some pickers play
Just to make money
This is true Chester
But you know some other pickers
Well, they just play for a mood
And I've heard it said that some people play
Just to pick up girls
Haha, well, that may be true for you
But, Chester, I'm not that kind of dude
Oh, yes, you are
No, no, I'm not
Well, maybe I was a long time ago
But so what?
Now I'm not changing the subject, Chester
Have you noticed
I'm getting a few gray hairs?
Aw, I haven't noticed that
But you've probably noticed
That I've gained a couple of pounds
Well, I wonder if folks, uh
Might think you and I have forgotten how to boogie
I don't know if I ever knew
But let's see
You mean, you want to get down?
Hahaha, yeah
Get it
Oh, yeah
Know where I learned this?
No, I don't
Stole it from you
That's petty theft, Jerry, hahaha
So, we've survived
Slow moving trains
Now we're walking down a brand new memory lane
Where do you find that?
Mel Bey book
Hahaha