JF - oil
Well, take me back down where cool water flows, yeah.
Let me remember things I love,
Stoppin' at the log where catfish bite,
Walkin' along the river road at night,
Barefoot girls dancin' in the moonlight.
I can hear the bullfrog callin' me.
Wonder if my rope's still hangin' to the tree.
Love to kick my feet 'way down the shallow water.
Shoefly, dragonfly, get back t'your mother.
Pick up a flat rock, skip it across Green River.
Welllllll!
Up at Cody's camp I spent my days, oh,
With flat car riders and cross-tie walkers.
Old Cody, Junior took me over,
Said, "You're gonna find the world is smould'rin'.
And if you get lost come on home to Green River."
Welllllll!
Come on home.
2 comments:
I blocked in larger planes and then blended wet paint to smooth out the edges. Forcing lost lines with a smidgen of hard found lines to drive emphasis of softer edges. Tribute to JF - you've made me smile many times.
John, I think I have to do a larger version of this one. It came out so dramatic! Your face is glowing.
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