To Charlie

Here’s to Charlie, he’s our man
He led us to San Carlos and Mazatlan.
He showed us how to cross the border
And how to cope with stomach disorder.
On his geetar he was often pickin’
And sangin’ about some dang old chicken.
And if his geetar he wasn’t pickin’
Danged if he wasn’t eatin’ that chicken.
He took us on a trip on a train
To copper Canyon and back again.
Then back to Nogales, where we parted
With a thinner wallet than when we started.
So here’s to Charlie, a SKP on the go
And the good times we had in Meheeco.