Drive On

This is an Ode to Pete English. He has found that he occasionally gets words mixed up between real life and gaming. Things like Morale and Morals. You know, little stuff! He asked for help but I am here to tell him it isn’t anything to worry about. When you are a gamer like he has been for 25 years its expected that you pick up a few idiosyncrasies.

Now, I will tell you that this song is not politically correct and adapted from Johnny Cash’s amazing song “Drive On.” If you know us then you’ll get the inside jokes. If you don’t, well, don’t worry. Just shake your head and drive on.

Drive On (modified)
28mm, Modern Day
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I got a friend named Whiskey Don
He was my bud every year at Historicon
He said “is my country just a little off track?”
Took ’em two elections to welcome me back
But, it’s better than not coming back at all
Many a right winger
I saw fall
And even now,
every time I dream
I hear the broads and the liberals in the PO scream…

Drive on, don’t mean nothin’
My children love me , but they don’t understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don’t mean nothin’, drive on

I remember one night,
Re-Pete and me Rappelled in on a hot L.Z.
We had our 16’s on rock and roll
But, with all that fire,
we was scared and cold
We were crazy, we were wild
And I have seen the tiger smile
I insulted one who thought all were nice
And I’d be dead, but by Hot Dice

Drive on, don’t mean nothin’
My children love me, but they don’t understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don’t mean nothin’, drive on

It was a real slow game, an awful baliwick
And nobody tried to be Frank Chadwick
I came home, but Tex did not
And I can’t talk about the dice he got
I got a little limp now when I walk
an’ I Got a little tremolo when I talk
But my letter read from Whiskey Don
You’re a walkin’ talkin’ miracle from Historicon

Drive on, don’t mean nothin’
My children love me, but they don’t understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don’t mean nothin’, drive on

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