Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
I'm not sleepy
and there ain't no place I'm goin' to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning,
I'll come followin' you
Take me for a trip upon
your magic swirling ship
All my senses have been stripped
And my hands can't feel to grip
And my toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'
I'm ready to go anywhere,
I'm ready for to fade
Unto my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it
Seems to be in pretty good shape considering it’s probably been out of production for 50 years. The bearings could probably use a big gob of goose grease.
Then, to the east of here a few miles is this little jewel in the rough. Yeah, fishin’ license and deer tags can be procured there.
Just diagonal across the road from this place a good friend lives. About 5 years ago the engine in my Blazer blew and I paid him $3k+ to swap the old for a new. 5 years later and no problems, so I guess he knows what he’s doing.