Music is his life...

He was at the waters edge on the other side, he was sitting down on the levee; Barefooted with his guitar he was playing Whiskey Lullaby, "She put him out, Like the burning end of a midnight cigarete..." he continued singing, not paying attention to what was going on around him. "And when they buried him beneath the willow, all the angels sang a Whiskey Lullaby, la, la la la la la la, la la la la la la la..." It was his favorite song, he just kept singing, he didn't think about what he was going to do for the girls part...

He looked a the guy and nodded, pausing the singing he kept playing, "names lance, nice ot meet you." He kept playing, he just sang the chorus again, "We watched him drink his pain away, a little at a time, but he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind, until the night. He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger, he finally drank away her memory, life is sure ((think)), but this time it was bigger, than the strength he had to get up off his knees. We found him with his face down in the pillow, with a note that said, "I'll love her til I die". And when they buried him beneath the willow, all the angels sang a Whiskey Lullaby..." He held the last chord and smiled. "Man you're pretty good!", he stuck his hand out to shake his hand...

"Hey, names Lance, nice to meet you", he just propped up on his guitar and waited for there responses.

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He thought for a second and looked up to her, "what genre of music would you prefer to demonstrate for us?"