LYRICS
This is intended to be a jam
Happening just right around the bend
In the very near future
Chances are large by the time you hear this
Unless you are light years away
And it takes more than a day
This is a jam in the key of the blues
A little improv. jam bordering on jazz?
Whoa! I don’t want to blow smoke up your ass
This ain’t no jazz
Just a lil’ improv. in the key of the blues
Now wouldn’t it be a real sin
TO throw a little Latin in
And what the heck
You might even say it’s a little Gaelic
Druid… fluent in fluid Druid
Wait! I though you said this is in the key of the blues?
Yes, it could be a sin to throw too much Latin in
I woke up this morning, and I got out of bed
And had to shake my head
I woke up this morning and got out of bed
(Which isn’t that unusual… not until I checked my head)
Then I said, what’s going on?
I gotta get my blues jam on
Get it on all day long
’nuff said
[the guitar does the talking]
Whoa! Playing the blues all morning
Into the evening
Working the blues
(I said,
I just can’t get that song out of my head)
The blues isn’t something
You can do in passing
No, no! Ya got to do it with some passion
You’ve got to do with your heart and soul
You know that takes its toll
[guitar talks with soul]
Careful you might catch the blues
The blues flues
Is going around
The blues flu
Coming through
Could effect you
It’s alright to get up and dance some, too
Shake those blues
At the end of the day
When there’s nothing to do you can say
… just couldn’t shake the blues
All day paying my dues
And tomorrow
Imagine the sorrow
That’s really blue
Nothing I could do
The evening blues
Nothing I could do
You work all day paying your dues
The everyday blues… turned into the night… into broad daylight
Alright
Though it may be dark out there
The light shines in here
Let the light shine on you
Pass through you and turn blue
Then do all the good you can do
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Blues
Chords: Key of the Blues (E)
Recording: original take / digital 1-track stereo
Vocals, Guitar
From the album Hear Here
by Daniel Brouse