Dear Sun Spots: I read the wonderful story about the 9-year-old girl with Type 1 diabetes whose wish was granted through the Children’s Dream Factory of Maine. Could you please provide me with a phone number or e-mail address as my child has Type 1 diabetes also. – No Name, Minot.
Answer: Contact The Children’s Dream Factory of Maine, 400 U.S. Route 1, Falmouth, ME 04105, (207) 781-3406. Ask for Doris Simard or Skip Welch.
Dear Sun Spots: Thank you for all your help in the past. We are looking to find a place to haul tree stumps in this area. Thank you. – No Name, Lewiston.
Answer: Sun Spots spoke with Ron Ozdarski of Bio Fuels, 38 Alfred Plourde Parkway, (207) 783-2941 who says they charge both a flat rate or per ton rate. He recommends you contact them first for a quote. You can also contact Jolly Gardener Products, Route 122 in Poland, (207) 998-5580.
Dear Sun Spots: I would like to know who would know the words to “Whiskey for My Men, Beer for My Horses”? This is by Willie Nelson and Toby Keith. Also, if I’m not asking too much I would like the words to “On The Road Again” also by Willie Nelson. I have some of the words but there is just a line I don’t really get. – A Steady Listener and Fan of Sun Journal.
Answer: Sun Spots located the following words by Toby Keith online at LyricsCafe.com to your first request.
Beer For My Horses
Well a man come on the 6 o’clock news
Said somebody’s been shot, somebody’s been abused
Somebody blew up a building
Somebody stole a car
Somebody got away
Somebody didn’t get too far yeah
They didn’t get too far
Grandpappy told my pappy, back in my day, son
A man had to answer for the wicked that he done
Take all the rope in Texas
Find a tall oak tree, round up all of them bad boys
Hang them high in the street for all the people to see that
(Chorus)
Justice is the one thing you should always find
You got to saddle up your boys
You got to draw a hard line
When the gun smoke settles we’ll sing a victory tune
We’ll all meet back at the local saloon
We’ll raise up our glasses against evil forces
Singing whiskey for my men, beer for my horses
We got too many gangsters doing dirty deeds
We’ve got too much corruption, too much crime in the streets
It’s time the long arm of the law put a few more in the ground
Send ’em all to their maker and he’ll settle ’em down
You can bet he’ll set ’em down ’cause, (Chorus)
And regarding your second request, the following are the words found at www.stlyrics.com:
On the Road Again
On the road again, just can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin’ music with my friends
And I can’t wait to get on the road again
On the road again, goin’ places that I’ve never been
Seein’ things that I may never see again,
And I can’t wait to get on the road again.
[CHORUS:]On the road again,
like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We’re the best of friends,
Insisting that the world be turnin’ our way
And our way, is on is on the road again
Just can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin’ music with my friends
And I can’t wait to get on the road again.
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