The last few dollars in his pocket
paid for a ticket to New Orleans
He went there with determination, chasing down a dream
He played harmonica, he played the guitar & piano too
He went to Louisiana cause he knew it was a mecca for the blues
He worked hard to make it, each night on stage paying his dues
Then he’d go “home” each night to a cheap
ramshackle motel room
By:J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 