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... "pickles" Never forget the night I met her at Ship Wreck Saloon in Revere Beach. Preacher Jack was playing his boogie-woogie ...

... night. I need a link here>>>or paragraph to ship wreck saloon spontaneous despair I was her boy toy. And I thought I was ...

... to the end of the drive way this morning. the ship wreck saloon she was distraught because she lost her man to another woman ...

that was the summer I fell in love with "pickles" at the Ship Wreck Saloon.

I know how I smiled when you said that when. Not sure why I hadn't commented, but I did think of myself sitting in a saloon picking up the pieces of the ship that just had passed within.

... summer I fell in love with "pickles" at the Ship Wreck Saloon. but that is another book another poem maybe. All I remember ...

... back in 1974, it was sweet, I met her at the ship wreck saloon in Revere Beach. Here name was really Vicki, but all my friends ...

... on my luck times of my life I met her at the ship wreck saloon in Revere Beach MA. It was a short romance, in the mellow ...

... Massachussettes Pickles Preacher Jack The Ship Wreck Saloon I am sure it is just my vanity that makes me think no man ...

... for me I am rock I am an island Preacher Jack Ship Wreck Saloon ring any bells How many more years will this lonely life keep ...

she found me at the Ship Wreck saloon I was the most rediculous man she could find she was out for revenge ...

... cold ocean beach Never forget pickles and the Ship WReck salon pretty woman but you she was twenty nine years ... her for a later model she found me at the Ship Wreck saloon I was the most rediculous man she could find she ...

... the groves of the rail road tracks to the Ship Wreck Saloon in Revere Beach MA. Silent wind sighs and carries the music ...