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Musical Folly

Travelin’ Man

Well, I’m going to be doing a lot of traveling today. Going down to the Florida shores with the family. So there will be little to no posting here today. I’m going to take it a little easier. Why, you ask?

In the words of that great poet/philosopher, Hoyt Axton: When you work your fingers to the bone, what do you get? Boney fingers.

Enjoy the song.

– Richard

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