Where 45 Ends

by E. Marie Aldrich-Creasy

  It’s pretty here

  YOU FIGURE IT OUT

  Yeah I’m angry

  Upset about it all

  I’ll try not to say that stuff anymore

  I don’t mean

  And

  I know it as you slam the door

  I want to take it all back

  Scared again

  What’s next?

  Questioning?

  Am I doing this to you?

  Oh I’m so confused

  So you figure it out

  ONE, TWO, FOUR OR MORE

  One, two four or more

  Cuz’ #3 is part of racin’ history

  #3 is a legend

  Now we are gathering up for a good time

  In our house shoe’s

  Drinking beer and eating BBQ

  One, two, four or more

  Cuz’ #3 is a legend and part of Nascar history

  It’s one, two, four or more

  When you go see Nascar racin’ now

  Anytime, anywhere

  One, two, four or more

  # 3 a legend part of racin history

  LIKE AN OLD SHIRT

  I’m real comfortable with you

  Like an old shirt

  I have all the time in the world

  Like an old watch

  Should our love

  Ever falter

  It can be mended

  OK

  I was so stupid

  Foolish

  Told lies

  Made up stories

  Tried to be something I wasn’t

  I was being bad

  Now I look back and wonder

  How you ever forgave me

  And how you still love me and respect me

  I’m not so sure I know now I’m older

  Still nearly as stupid

  And sometimes as foolish

  With no reason to lie

  Or make up stories

  I am what I am

  And that’s

  Ok

  OH YEAH HE LOVES ME

  He’s jealous enough

  I know he loves me

  But he’s not too jealous

  He’s gentle enough

  I know he means what he says

  When he says he loves me

  Cuz’ he’s strong enough

  To be my everything

  And loving him is easy

  It comes natural

  True and strong

  And I’m jealous

  Enough and gentle enough

  He knows I love him too

  RICH ON FRIDAY

  He’s just a good ol’ boy

  Who doesn’t have any money

  But who cares

  He works all week

  And is a rich man on Friday

  Getting through Saturday

  Then it is back to paying attention

  Being responsible

  And getting through until Friday

  Doing it all again

  Cuz, he’s just a good ol’ boy

  Who has a few good friend’s

  So a lucky man

  Who doesn’t have any money till Friday

  Is what he is

  He’s just a good ol’ boy

  A lucky man

  Who doesn’t think about what if

  If it happens, he’ll get through

  He’ll do what he has to do

  To make the pieces fit

  In the puzzle of life

  Never thinking twice about what if

  Cuz, he’s a good ol’ boy

  A lucky man

  Rich on Friday

  PEANUT BUTTER AND

  JELLY SANDWICH

  That’s a peanut butter and jelly sandwich

  With chocolate icing

  And you want me to eat that

  The stuff you try to feed me is unbelievable

  I comprehend that lie

  So back up girl and give this another try

  So give me the peanut butter and jelly

  And skip the chocolate icing

  Because I can choke down the truth

  Like a martini without Vermouth

  OH THAT

  Oh that! I remember we were at

  Frontier days in Cheyenne Wyoming

  I swear there was no one else there

  Just You and I

  The look in your eye,

  Like a teddy bear

  Made me stop, to say hello

  Now, I don’t even remember your name

  It was just a game

  Of darts and balloons

  Oh that! I remember we were at

  Road side carnivals, County fairs and Rodeos

  In Houston, Pasadena,

  Victoria, Conroe and Midland Texas!

  When I stopped to say hello

  You made me feel like I might win

  More than just a teddy bear

  Now that I do remember your name

  I wonder was it just a game

  Of darts and broken hearts

  Oh that! I remember we were at

  A road side carnival In Rock Springs Wyoming

  Long ago

  Maybe you know

  I don’t even remember if I said hello

  I was young

  Out having fun

  Not a worry, not a care

  Nor’ the slightest interest, in winning a teddy bear

  So !!

  Ya’ just never know

  Except it’s the same

  Another name

  Another game

  Oh that! I remember we were at

  A county fair

  I felt like I’d won a live

  Blue eyed teddy bear

  The flame of somethin’ special was in the air!

  Only two can share

  Oh that! I remember we were at

  LIKE MAGIC

  The waves from the Gulf of Mexico

  Come to the shore

  Disappearing before they touch land

  Like a magicians rabbit gets lost in a hat

  It’s planned things we notice

  Things we see

  Aren’t always about you and me

  Still together our pleasure

  Has no measure

  As time continuously goes by we cherish

  Our commitment

  Never questioning why

  I CATCH MY BREATH

  I catch my breath when I see you

  You’re always on my mind

  Since so long ago

  My mind plays games

  Or is it all real and I just can’t accept the concept

  Enough to believe

  It truly is possible, it’s so big

  So very much from the beginning

  Only I never really saw that

  I was catching my breath looking at you

  Not what surrounds you

  It was you

  Your walk, your talk, your touch

  I was wearing little pink heart button’s on a white scoop neck

  Half shirt with a square knot at the waist

  Never would I have figures you’d like the Harley t-shirt

  But winter quarters, Houston town and I found out

  Oh yeah, I did

  This girl from that lil’ town

  In Wisconsin where the blue devils play high school football

  And theirs farmer’s with dairy cows

  Not rancher’s, Like in Texas

  With acres of land for their herd to roam

  THROUGH LIFE

  Why are you feeling bad

  It isn’t really heavy, your load!

  God gave you an easy road

  You have your arms and your legs

  Your Mom and Dad

  Why are you feeling bad

  You have the blessing of a family

  To cherish, to hold

  God gave you a talent worth a ton of gold

  You have your senses, all five

  You are alive!

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  You have the right to make the decision

  You have the ability to make it right

  God gave you enough in life to weed

  And all you need, to get through

  I’M THINKING

  What was I thinking

  You know I was drinking

  You said, I did what?

  I said What?

  What was I thinking

  You know I was drinking

  What was I thinking

  In a drunkin’ frame of mind

  To a stranger, I was a bit too kind

  Oh my! What was I thinking

  You know I was drinking

  When I said my best friend was a punk

  We know I was drinking

  So what was I thinking

  I wasn’t thinking, I was drinking

  Talledaga

  Talledaga’s been going on since 1969

  I gotta tell ya

  If ya don’t have fun at that race

  It’s your fault, not mine

  The adrenaline kicks in

  When you hear those engines fire up

  You feel the ground move under your feet

  You smell burning rubber in the air all around

  Ya just can’t beat the sound

  The adrenaline kicks in long before the win

  Talledaga going on since 1969

  Guilty

  It could be anything

  That sets up the beginning of the end

  When innocent looks guilty

  When you chose to help a friend

  And you must explain yourself to someone else

  Because you had a ear to lend

  When innocent looks guilty

  It could be anything

  That sets up the beginning of the end

  SHOW TIME

  Gunsmoke, Green Acres, Mayberry, Andy Taylor

  Barney Fife, Opie and Aunt Bea

  Are all part of our history

  We learned kindness, respect, honor and pride

  All in a thirty minute show

  Something in life we all need to know

  For an hour every Sunday night was Walt Disney

  After football

  The family sat around

  Ate popcorn and watched a picture show

  Richard Petty

  Richard Petty known as the King

  The King of racing

  Yeah! He was something to watch on the track

  He put an a heck of a show

  The way he drove comin to the front

  Do you remember when!

  So does the rest of the Nascar world

  Richard Petty, The King of racing

  Yeah! He was something to watch on the track

  STEVE

  If you understand the relationship we had

  You knew losing Steve didn’t make me sad

  But I feel bad, for those of you

  Who knew the Good Guy!

  The Friend! The Man! Steve was

  I’m sad for those of you who loved him

  I know you’ll miss him

  He was a happy spirit

  The life of the party

  If he liked you, he’d do anything to help you

  And if he didn’t like you

  He still did his best to help

  If he knew you needed something

  I know he had a heart he chose not to show it

  To me

  But my best friend Ruthie and His best friend Traci saw it

  And knew a man so many loved

  God bless and God speed

  You got to know you are missed Steve

  Long Ago

  A cat has nine lives they say

  In three of eighty-four

  Twenty-five years ago, Somewhere in Conroe

  You finally showed up in wrinkled brown pants

  Because I wouldn’t dance with a cowboy

  In a red neck bar

  In the middle of town that wasn’t too far

  I couldn’t, I wouldn’t

  Now I suspect you know it wasn’t wise to play

  With my heart!

  NO surprise!

  Because I was, I am real!

  And you were only a make believe deal

  So long ago In Conroe

  I didn’t understand the game

  Or even know the rules

  YOU & I

  Together we survived the last nine years

  We both know the last nine months have not been a picnic

  But I’m not ready to give up

  Nor will I ever be

  You and I from now till eternity

  It’s how it’s going to be

  We think a like

  For the most part

  We realized from the start we are both good from the inside

  Together we are better than good

  That’s where the best of us come’s from

  Together nine years, nine months, nine weeks, nine days and nine minutes

  I’m yours and your mine

  HAVING FUN

  At times I remember I had a wicked tongue

  Growing up so fast when I was young

  I was in the woods being cool

  Standing around in a group of friends

  Joking all of us, twelve or fourteen, and we were smoking

  I was only fifteen the first time I ever got drunk

  That was thirty-two years ago, like a slam dunk

  Now I realize how fast time goes

  And how quickly things happen

  Music has gone from Rockin-roll to Raping

  And country’s not real country anymore

  Phone call conversations are now in IM or a text

  To continue communication

  Now we can only remember

  Growing up so fast

  When we were young

  Having fun

  DON’T BE SCARED

  You’re looking real good

  It’s true

  I need too

  I want too

  Scratch and sniff all over you

  Yum! Yum! I want some

  Scratch and sniff

  Just to get a wiff

  Don’t be scared

  Yum! Yum! I want some

  Please let me, get a whiff

  Off your very own scratch and sniff

  When you smell good just for me it seems

  I feel like I have my very own scratch and sniff

  You’re looking real good, it’s true

  I need to

  I want to scratch and sniff all over you

  You look like Yum! Yum! I want some

  Don’t be scared to feel—feel real

  What to say

  If you spend four to six hours a day

  Two or three months a year—anywhere

  You’ll be getting to know the real people

  The girls that come to work everyday

  Just to make a buck; they laugh, they smile

  And put a new perspective on each day

  They listen to what you want to say

  Or got to say—or need to say

  It’s not just a payday

  It’s life, the hard way

  Those girls are your bartenders

  And waitress’ everywhere

  17

  It ain’t over, the fat lady didn’t sing yet

  That time they rolled the dice

  And only took two tires

  A crawfish like you ain’t ever seen

  On that last caution

  Almost red beans and rice

  Look at that number 17

  Came in on the green

  Slowing down that fast machine

  To fix it, make it right

  Like tight

  RILEY

  Riley

  Let’s try this again!

  Your dad was the second doctor to tell me I was pregnant.

  I didn’t want or need another child, I already had a daughter
r />   I was only twenty years old, not married!

  Oh! I wasn’t the one.

  I made a decision that day to give you away

  I loved you somehow enough to let you go

  I was young, I was scared

  I’m sorry I wasn’t more

  I’m glad you had a Mom and Dad!

  I WANT TO I DON’T WANT TO

  No where at all is

  Lost somewhere between I don’t want to

  To go, there’s gonna be girls

  To all of a sudden I want to go

  There’s gonna be girls

  I tell ya no where at all is lost somewhere between