Perhaps it’s not so much teaching this old dog some new tricks as much as it is refreshing memories of old ones. I was maybe 11 when I originally took guitar lessons. I remember it being hard. It was hard on the fingers of my left hand. You use the non-dominant hand to press the …

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No one ever said that life was easy Bill-paying and working make me queasy This responsibility gets to me It makes me wish that I could still be three When my problems were simple as which toy Which one would I choose to play and enjoy I miss those carefree days of fun and of …

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