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"..life's
a song my friend that's been written for us,
you've got to live the verses and fall back on
the chorus."
~ Van Wagner ~
2010
is the fourth festival Van has offered to auction
the original handwritten composition of one of his songs.
This year Van has donated "Thick as Thieves",
from his 2003 CD, "If Time Could Stand Alone".
All proceeds from the auction of Van's song will be
donated to The Lupus Foundation of PA.
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"Thick
as Thieves"
By Van Wagner June –02
He
left for Baltimore when he was just a kid
That’s where I met him in the fall of 36.
In a smoky pool hall on 89th and spruce
We knew he was a country boy by the size of his boots.
With a home-made pool stick he began to show his stuff
I lost 3 packs of cigarettes and I had seen enough.
Bet tobacco and dungarees
But when the winter wind blows again we’ll be thick as
thieves.
We became the best of friends me and Sam
Shot pool all over town and rambled through the land.
Hobo-ed on freighters, on the B&O tracks
Took nothing with them but the shirts on their backs.
Dodging railroad bulls in almost every town
Most nights our pillow was a stone on the ground.
Living off cabbage and black eyed peas
But when the winter wind blows again we’ll be thick as
thieves.
Got split by draft cards in the spring of 44
I got shipped to Iceland to a cold ocean shore.
Sam got sent to Italy and on to the front
I lost touch with him after a month.
But I listened to the headlines on the BBC
Thought about my good friend and where he might be.
I often wondered was he alive like me
But when the winter wind blows again we’ll be thick as
thieves.
Now 50 years later I’m an old man
I help with the church choir and little league when I can.
I rarely think about those years of the war
And old Sam’s memory is faded and worn.
I moved on with life, married and settled down
I’m far from that kid in Baltimore town.
Now we’re different Sam and me
But when the winter wind blows again we’ll be thick as
thieves.
I looked at my grandkids this memorial day
And it took me back to those Baltimore days.
At 5 O’clock the telephone rang
There was quiet, then a voice did say
“Hey kid are you up for a game
dust off your cue stick the rules are still the same
I’m at the pool hall, just cigarettes and me
when the winter wind blows again we’ll be thick as
thieves.” |
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