one night an old bud an I were just setting around banging on our beat up guitars when a improv produced this. we just happened to remember the chords and kept playing it.
He's married now, and I'm 1200 miles away from the house where this was originally produced.
Ah how the river of time keeps moving along, paying no attention to the world as it flows
Please contact me if you would like to use this in a project. We can discuss the details.