As I venture out in my “Blue Jeans and a Rosary” looking for that “Cowboy” who is “Cocky” (maybe even “Flyin’ High”) but still knows how to “Care” and say “Amen” when thinking about “Times Like These”, I realize that this quest may take “Forever”. Well, it will at least “All Summer Long”…..
Even though I am a good person at heart and it feels ‘Good to Be Me’ most of the time (thanks, friends), I do have a side to me that can be a “Lowlife” and get “Drunk in the Morning” when I think about “What I Learned on the Road”. I know that sometimes “I’m a Dog”. But I also know how to “Slow My Roll” and “Roll On” down that “Lonely Road of Faith” in my quest for this person – this image – this music savior in my head.
Funny how when my two internal worlds “Collide” I feel like I’m on a “Rock n Roll Pain Train” riding into that “Purple Sky”.
My wandering took days, months, maybe even years. But, “When You Love Someone”, you never give up on finding them. I start to doubt myself and wonder if this “Cowboy” really exists, but I know I am not alone in this journey, I know that “Somebody’s Gotta Feel This” – it isn’t just me!
After a long quest and many travels I realized it was the weekend. I was relieved and remember saying in my head, “God Bless Saturday”. I boarded that “Midnight Train to Memphis” with my earphones in playing a crazy song…something like “Bawitdaba” – with lots of diggies and boogies. I was tired, but pumped up by this song that only an “American Bad Ass” could sing.
As I found my seat on that music train, I looked over and saw this guy – long hair, cool hat, ripped jeans…just drinking his Jim Beam and smoking his cigar. I realized “For the First Time” that I found that “Picture” in my head – that “Son of Detroit” – our “Rock N Roll Jesus” who will “Rock On” even “When it Rains”. I knew I had found the one who knows he is an “American Bad Ass” and isn’t afraid to tell people “You ‘Never met a Mother Fucker Quite Like Me’”, but at the same time thanks God that we were “Born Free” and thanks our Military that we stay free. When I see him, he simply nods his head in his “Cocky” way, looks around and says “Let’s Ride”!
“Only God Knows Why” he answered my dream and ended my quest. Because I was tired of hearing people say with their doubt “I’m Wrong But You Ain’t Right”, “Sugar” (in that charming southern drawl) and I was really getting a bite of those “Rock Bottom Blues” thinking he didn’t exist.
But there he was… our “Rock N Roll Jesus” was right in front of me – and all he said was….MY NAME IS KID ROCK!!!