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Bobby Durham: February 3, 1937 | Died: July 6, 2008
This poem is dedicated to Bobby Durham, the late drummer who passed away in Italy recently. It was read, today, Feb 15 at his memorial service in Basel, Switzerland, by singer Sandy Patton.
Bully Muldoon by Joan Cartwright
This is a story of Bully Muldoon
We met in Philly in a smoky saloon
Pricie played the keys, I sang the words
While Benny strummed the bassline, strong
That Bulldog was like a cartoon
Always smiling and making us laugh
But playing the drums was his passion
He was rhythm, alive, what a gas!
Now, the reason they called him Bully Muldoon
Had nothing to do with a drum
They were a trio, The Canine Trio
Is how they'd announce when they'd come
The Great Dane, that was Benny Nelson on bass
And Gerald Price the Doberman Pincher
They'd save Bobby for last cause he was a gas
He's The Pitt Bull and he'll bite your ass!
When Pricie would say this, I'd burst into laughter
I was young, but still I would know
That this trio was more than a musical force
They'd make ladies blush and gents hold their course
With not more to say than this mention
The Great Dane is Benny Nelson on bass
And Gerald Price the Doberman Pincher
And Bobby Durham is last cause he's such a gas
He's a Pitt Bull and will bite your ass!
These mates have all now expired
And taken their place in the cast
Of those gone before us
Who sing in the chorus of melody makers on high
The Great Dane is Benny on bass
And Pricie the Doberman Pincher
They took Bobby last cause he is a gas
That Pitt Bull who would bite your ass!
Copyright 2009 Joan Cartwright
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