Folk-Rock Singer -- Songwriter
Guitar & Five-String Banjo Picker

Snappin dubs on State Street, I do it when I can, I keep one eye on my bubbler, And the other on the man.   Snappin' dubs on State Street, A hot and sunny day I can feel the ocean breezes As they blow up from the bay.   Snappin dubs on State Street, I do it when I can, I keep one eye on my bubbler, And the other on the man.   from "Snappin' Dubs on State Street" Copyright 2007 Robert K. Lewis

Flesh and bone, Philosopher's stone, Is there a god I can call my own? Or is it merely space and time, Which makes me feel Such love sublime? So let all these philosophies Head south, But kiss me with The kisses from your mouth. Your love, my love, Is sweet as wine, Sweeter than the fruit From any vine.   from "Flesh and Bone" Copyright 2007 Robert K. Lewis