James Lawrence Andrews
Fossil, OR
There once was boy with locks that were flame. He watched his dad play guitar and soon did the same. Dreamin' of fame he was tumbled and humbled. But with every defeat the music stayed const…
There once was boy with locks that were flame. He watched his dad play guitar and soon did the same. Dreamin' of fame he was tumbled and humbled. But with every defeat the music stayed const…