...It's startin to get dark, so I tells Georgy we oughta knock off for good in a hour or so. He just nods to me. Kid's crazy about any kinda music...he just looks real far away once he gets into it. Finally he finishes and everybody around claps and throws money in the bucket and shit.
I take my turn, hopin I can top him. This is what I really live for, comin out and playin to the crowd. I just hope the wife don't get too mad that we been stayin out so late. I'm doin it for her, ya know. I look over at the bucket....couldn't be more'n a few bucks in there...