tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7334460.post-1091549267639251762004-09-16T09:01:00.000-07:002004-09-16T12:48:39.886-07:002004-09-16T12:48:39.886-07:00<a href="http://www.jimcroce.com"><b>Jim Croce</b></a>, from the album <b>You Don't Mess Around With Jim</b><a href="http://www.content.loudeye.com/scripts/hurl.exe?clipid=005073801090006900&cid=600111"><img height="125" src="http://www.rockinmarket.it/Set_sale/45/covers/Jim%20Croce.JPG" width="125"/></a> <br /><span class="fullpost">Yeah Roy so cool, that racin' fool he don't know what fear's about <br />He do a hundred thirty mile an hour smilin' at the camera with a toothpick in his mouth <br />He got a girl back home name of Dixie Dawn, but he got honeys all along the way <br />And you oughta hear 'em screamin' for that dirt track demon in a '57 Chevrolet <br /><b><i>(CROCE)</b></i></span> <br /> <br /><em>I don't think Croce ever wrote a bad lyric. I mean every word just fits perfectly in all of his songs. His story up-beat songs make me smile and fill my mind with pure crisp images.</em>Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10643980333961770503noreply@blogger.com