WHISTLING WILL

Whistling Will used to sing Singing Will used to gig But now the time has come To be kinda worrisome Whistling Will goes his ways Singing Will sometimes wails But when a pretty girl shows up Whistling Will goes giddy up giddy up Whistling Will's outa reach Singing Will he don't teach If the beating ain't bad Rocking Will's no more sad Dead man tells no tale Howling Will rocks his name The wind blows deep inside Crooning Will speaks his mind Here comes cruising Will Firing blues at will Six strings out of tune Longing for the full moon Picking Will ain't no fool On a blue note or high noon Shaking Will picks his pick Finger tips that's his trick