Drove two miles
With a woman from the gas station
I’m a lover-trucker with a fly on my windshield

Go to the Bob Evans
Chatterin’ away with a sad mothersucker who’s talking like a pinwheel

Just a big basket case
Have you never seen my place?
Man without a plan, no attention to the details
Never had a lotta grace

I shouted her name out loud
Frowns on the faces lookin’ at me
“Boy, you better shut your mouth”
I’m tryna do right, can’t everybody see?

My old lady put me out
I’m stayin’ at the Hampton on 83
If my character’s in doubt
I got good friend who can vouch for me

But it’s hard to do right when it looks wrong on me
Easy for you when it comes naturally
I’m askin’ for a little bit of charity
Cause it’s hard to do right when it looks wrong on me

Drank two drinks
With a buddy on the bad side
Talking over top of the cracks in a friendship
Spending all my time like a man on the run
Got some greens in your teeth 
Gonna get ‘em with a toothpick

Didn’t see the cop in the dark
When I rolled a big fatty up with two zig zags 
Took the dog for a walk in the park
But I left the shit there cuz I forgot to bring a dookie bag
Said a mean thing to the man
Running his mouth in the delicatessen 
Try to do what I can 
But I can’t turn my cheek when I’m teachin’ them a lesson

Gotta thing to confess 
I’m a little bit of a scatterbrained mess
I try hard to get it right 
But the way I come across is anybody’s guess

But it’s hard to do right when it looks wrong on me
Easy for you when it comes naturally
I’m askin’ for a little bit of charity
Cause it’s hard to do right when it looks wrong on me

Words and music by David F Wagoner

Fresh Candy

Hard To Do Right

Del Wags is the music of Dave Wagoner: a collection of homemade tunes meant to please no particular demographic. Dave is a one- man show of rhythm guitar loops recorded in the basement, choruses born in the shower, lyrics written on the couch, and tracks mixed on the laptop (and the occasional cover). Go ahead, tap your feet.

I played only acoustic guitar and harmonica for many years, playing the same covers alone and occasionally with friends. I never thought I wanted an electric guitar or lots of music gear because I didn't want to accumulate more things. In 2019 by chance I obtained a cheap electric guitar from a friend, and my life changed as this new tool unlocked a creative door. During Covid I bought a looper and a keyboard and began teaching myself to play it, and the creative door flew wide open. I challenged myself to ride the learning curve of home computer music production. I re-tapped into my poetry-writing brain from high school and songs began flying out of me. I haven't been this creative since I was a teenager and it's pure joy.

I'm thankful to have a place here to share my creations, make connections with others, and hear so much unique and wonderful music and sound from people all over the world.