His Name Is Dan - Digger Barnes

Near Exit 27

stand a man in the dirt.

Always in blue chinos

and a red flannel shirt.

His name is Dan,

my third (?) man.

I see him everyday

through the window of my van.

Hey Dan!

You’re my man!

He never seems to worry,

he never does complain.

Just watching the freeway

like an old dog on the chain.

Since 1967