Speaking of cash, one of my favourite song is Walk The Line by Johnny Cash. I enjoy sing the old time songs with my accordion. The thought of prospecting for more accordions at garage sales is instru-mental to squeezing out the following:
I keep a close watch on this old accordion of mine.
Sure hope I remember the words to my songs, this time.
And the buttons and the keys please don’t get stuck.
I always bring an extra accordion on the bus, plus lyric sheets, in case I run out of luck.
You know, I got this accordion for very little cash plus a whole bunch more over the years at garage sales. You should have seen the stash. But that’s not all. If I recall, there were banjos, guitars, harmonicas, jaw harps, violins, clarinets, too. I even have an instrument some may wonder if it got its name-castanets-from the fishing industry. Have you ever seen fisherman ‘casting a net’?
I don’t know, some people say I’m about as eccentric as you can get. You know, I’ve been going to garage sales for years but never bought a garage, well, at least not yet. Am I crazy about musical instruments. You bet, because music is important in bringing back memories of good times. And that’s why, folks, I keep a close watch on this old accordion of mine.