Month: November 2018

Written by Andrew Joyce

My Baby

I cain’t find my baby! Looked around and my baby cain’t be found. I know she’s out there. I know she’s out there strutting her stuff. I know I gotta find her. My baby ain’t around. My baby has to come home to her daddy. If my baby don’t come home tonight. I’ll have to […]

Written by Andrew Joyce

Searchin’ for You

When the night has come and the town is dark … that’s when I leave my lonely cabin. That’s when I go searchin’ for you, Baby. I walk the streets knowing that one night I will find you. You have long auburn hair that flows down over your shoulders. Your eyes are green, you have […]