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Crazy Dave

Has anybody heard from Crazy Dave?
I haven’t seen hide nor shaggy head
of that boy in 4 years.
You’d know him if you met him, man.

He had long red Raggedy-Andy hair
he’d wear in two pigtails,
had a Harley Davidson handlebar moustache,
wore workboots,
baggedy-assed dirty jeans,
2 blue tattoos
and a sunburn.
Played harmonica like the cat lost his balls.

Yup,
Crazy Dave...
had a toothy smile as big as my hand,
always chewed on a toothpick
or a long blade of grass,
drank from the bottle,
rolled the worst cigarettes,
was impervious to insect bites,
was one of the best damn
tree planting highballers
east of Prince George.

Never went anywhere without his damn dog,
german shepherd,
name of Karma,
completely loyal,
sang in key to any Bob Dylan tune
which is something
even Dylan couldn’t do.

Has anybody heard from Crazy Dave?
Has anybody heard from Crazy Dave?
Has anybody heard from Crazy Dave?

Now the cat couldn’t spell to win a bet
but he carried a battered notebook
full of his poetry -
more soul per square word
than the Lord’s Prayer.

He was the kind of guy that called a spade
a shovel, a violin
a fiddle, and a lady
ma’am.

I don’t even know why I think of him now,
maybe because he never told me a lie
he’d have to apologize for later,
because he’d speak to a guy straight,
eyeball to bloodshot eyeball,
like he never even had a secret,
or maybe because the last time I saw him
he and his dog Karma
were howling the sweetest blues
out on a rock
on Bad Vermillion Lake
in Northern Ontario
at 4 am.

I remember,
the full moon was hard-pressed
to blink back her silver tears.
And even the Aurora Borealis
kicked off her dancing shoes,
sat back, cracked a beer,
and sighed
“ooohhh, craaazy.”

And that’s a fact,
man.

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from Something Wicken This Way Comes, released January 1, 1995
Wicken: Vocals
Cory Danyluk: Harmonica

Written by Scott Wicken. Engineered by Dave Mockford. Produced by Dave Mockford and Scott Wicken. Executive Producer Bryan Becker.

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Scott Wicken Waterloo, Ontario

Scott Wicken is a singer/songwriter/musician/spoken word artist/poet based in Waterloo, Ontario. He's been part of the artistic/musical communities in Vancouver, Yellowknife, Edmonton and has performed in bars, cafes, art galleries and festivals across Canada. His work pays special attention to the lyric. Currently, he is a member of City'N'Eastern, an acoustic trio of original music. ... more

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