Showing posts with label priorities. Show all posts
Showing posts with label priorities. Show all posts

Monday, August 10, 2009

Blue Moon

Backgrounder: “I wrote this song while going through a ‘Bill Monroe bluegrass’ phase. All I need to do now is learn how to play the mandolin or banjo.” gaharrison

Blue Moon

1. Borrowed two dollars from my mother,
borrowed five dollars from my pa.
Said the money was for groceries.
Instead, I spent it at the mall.
Borrowed ten dollars from my sister,
borrowed twenty from my gal,
Said the money paid my heat bill.
Instead, went drinking with a pal.

Chorus:

2. Blue moon shining in my window,
blue moon shining on the wall.
I’m sitting all alone at midnight,
Wondering why folks never call.
Blue moon shining in my window,
blue moon shining on the wall,
I lay down thinking of my loved ones,
they don't pay me mind at all.


["Blue moon shining in my window...": GAH]

3. Borrowed fifty from my brother,
borrowed a 'C' from Uncle Jack,
Said I had to buy a new suit,
had a job down at the track.
Borrowed two hundred from my grandma,
the same from a guy I met,
Said I had a sure-fire venture,
Translated means one final bet.

4. That last guy came back for his money,
I said, "I'm tapped out, my son."
He tapped me once, he tapped me twice,
he tapped me three times with his gun.
Borrowed two dollars from my mother,
borrowed five dollars from my pa.
Said, "I need a blood transfusion."
Haven't seen them since the fall.

Optional:

5. I lay here thinking of my loved ones,
they haven’t come by for awhile.
The nurses think that I’m an orphan,
they don’t ever see me smile.
I guess you shouldn’t borrow money,
not if you want to have a friend
When you’re walking through the valley,
when you’re getting near the end.

gah

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Thursday, April 9, 2009

I’ll Get Ready When the Party is Done

Backgrounder: “True story: A few years ago my wife and I went to a party that seemed to last forever because of stories, songs, guitars and Scotch whisky. I admit, I stayed too long.” gaharrison

1. After talking with friends
I think I’ll get up and go home.
After talking with friends
I think I’ll get up and go home.
I’ll get ready when
the talking is done.

I see that you’re waiting,
your coat is hung over your arm.
I see that you’re waiting,
your coat is hung over your arm.
I’ll get ready when
the talking is done.


Chorus:

It’s this time of night
that you’ve learned to hate,
You want to go home now
but I don’t think that it’s late.
I think I’ll get ready when
the talking (2. singing, 3. drinking) is done.

2. After singing some songs
I think I’ll get up, get my coat. [repeat]
I’ll get ready when
the singing is done.

I see that you’re fretting,
you’re already half out the door. [repeat]
I’ll get ready when
the singing is done.

3. After drinking this whisky
I think I’ll get up find my shoes. [repeat]
I’ll get ready when
the drinking is done.

I see that you’ve left me,
you’ve gone and headed for home. [repeat]
I’ll get ready when
the drinking is done.

GAH

Monday, March 30, 2009

Mother Goose’s New World

Backgrounder: "Sometimes, as individuals or countries, our priorities get severely out of whack and I feel future generations will suffer as a result. Joni Mitchell said it right in one of her songs." gaharrison

1. Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
there’s an SUV hogging the road.
I barely survive when I go for a drive,
every highway is feeling the load.


Then there’s Jack Horner who lives at the corner,
his huge truck blots out the sun.
He says it’s no lark to back up and park
and the price of gas ain’t no fun.

Chorus:

We won’t know what we’re missing
‘til it’s gone. (repeat)
Joni Mitchell got it right, we pave paradise
and we put up a damn parking lot.
Do we live in a nation
or a huge corporation?
We should all have a say
should we not?

2. Little Miss Muffet sits on her tuffet,
but she’s been quite depressed for awhile.
She was handed some pills to cure all her ills,
now she’s wearing a pale yellow smile.
Humpty Dumpty fell off the wall,
and he landed right smack on his head.
He faced hours of doom in a packed waitin’ room.
His wife cried, They must want you dead.

3. Jack used to be nimble, used to be quick,
but his breathing’s been going downhill.
He finds it harder to talk and go out for a walk
‘cause the smog warning ain’t lifted still.
Then there’s Jack Sprat he’s drowning in fat,
and fast food damaged his heart.
The Great Lakes are old, fresh water got sold.
It’ll cost you 10 bucks at Wal-Mart.

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