“Did you copyright the song?” Richard asked Dad. “If you have a copyright prior to January twelfth, you can file charges against this guy.”
Dad heaved a sigh and stared at the floor. “No. We didn’t copyright it.”
“I’m sorry, guys. I’ve heard Charley Eye perform, and I’ve no doubt he wrote this song, but as long as Ditcher holds the copyright, he can do anything he wants with it.”
“There’s nothing we can do?” Leo asked.
Richard shook his head, then looked at me. “But I will tell you this; get all your other songs copyrighted, now, today. You don’t want to lose any more.”
“How do we do that?” Dad asked.
“Our station has a lawyer who specializes in this kind of stuff. You need to get a copy of each of your songs to him, right away. And let’s hope Ditcher hasn’t already stolen more of th
