Gentle on my mind...

Altogether everybody, from the last verse – “I dip my cup of soup back from the gurglin’ Cracklin’ caldron in some train yard My beard a-rufflin’cold cowl A dirty hat pulled low across my face Through cupped hands ’round a


See a selection of work from the recent show what I done “Up The Wall” , and bring your chequebook.


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