My Dad Gordon Lightfoot For Pope

When I was about 10 or 11 Dad was working on his new song "The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald" in our living room in Alberta. Y'know, Dad and I were always really close (to this day!) and I remember that sunny afternoon like it was yesterday.
"Son," Dad said to me, "son, a man has to think about what he's going to do when he's on the Back 40. When he's past his prime, y'know? I can't travel around the world singing all my brilliant songs for the rest of my life.
"Son," Gordon (I mean Dad) said to me, "I think for me it's going to come down to one of two things. I think I'd either like to be shortstop for the Atlanta Braves or maybe Pope."
You know, Dad's still going strong. He's got to be 64 or 65 and he hasn't slowed down one bit. And you never know when he'll show up at one of my shows, acoustic guitar slung over his back, and get up on stage with me and do "If You Could Read My Mind" or "Sunny Side Of Life", so you should always try to make room in your calendar for a Bobby Lightfoot show.
Did you know Dad wrote "Me And Bobby McGee"? Guess who I'm named after?
If you want to read up on Dad you should go here. This website is cool and has a "facial hair tracker".
Gordon Lightfoot- "Me And Bobby McGee" writin', guitar-strummin' baritone folky and my own Dear Dad (even though he'll deny it I still love him) for Pope.

One last thing- it's uncanny what a dead ringer Dad is for porn legend John Holmes. It's kinda creepy.


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