Dear Ones,
Couldn't resist this opportunity to wish you a Body, Mind and Spirit filled to overflowing with delicious, nutritious, succulent Love. Thanks for being there for me to love.
Love is, in essence, what my music is about – maybe not the gooey type, but always juicy.
Wishing you all the best, whatever form it takes, today and every day.
Hugs,
Bruce
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Isn’t It Strange? (Isn’t It Love?)
©Words and Music by Bruce Markow
I live in old Saint Louie
and my name is Louie, too.
I learned my lessons in my ‘68 Ford.
It’s a real humdinger and goes where I want to.
Each day I get to heaven,
though sometimes I feel so blue.
When I’m draggin’ I sit right down
and say to my maker as I say now to you:
Isn’t it strange? No doubt!
Isn’t it love that life’s about?
My best friend’s name is Lucy
and she lives so close to my heart.
All I’m given I give to her.
The love that’s arisen just goes where it wants to.
Autumns we go drivin’
all across Missouri.
In the cover of darkness we sneak in each yard,
plant some tulips and giggle ‘til they pop through.
Isn’t it strange? No doubt!
Isn’t it love that life’s about?
Ev’rybody’s hustlin’ to make a little scene.
Ev’rybody’s musclin’
to get well in.
What does it take to open your heart and give it away?...
So when you’re in Saint Louie,
Lucy and I want to see you.
The door’s always open; you’re welcome here.
We’ll go for a spin and sing you a song of love.
Isn’t it strange? No doubt!
Isn’t it love that life’s about?