Here's lookin' at you, Kid

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Did You Hear Your Favourite Song

And I wonder which song they're going to play when we go I hope it's something quiet, mannered, peaceful, and slow. When we float out into the ether into the everlasting arms, I hope we don't hear Marley's chains we forged in life. Because the chains I've been hearing now for most of my life, and the chains I've been hearing for most of my life. Did you hear the '59 sound coming through on Grandmama's radio? Did you hear the rattling chains in the hospital walls? Did you hear the old gospel choir when they came to carry you over? Did you hear your favorite song one last time? And I wonder were you scared when the metal hit the glass, see I was playing a show down the road when your spirit left your body. And they told me on the front lawn, I'm sorry I couldn't go, but I still know the song and the words and the name and the reasons. And I know because we were kids and we used to hang, and I know because we were kids and we used to hang. Did you hear the '59 sound coming through on Grandmama's radio? Did you hear the rattling chains in the hospital walls? Did you hear the old gospel choir when they came to carry you over? Did you hear your favorite song one last time? Young boys . . . young girls, young boys . . . young girls, ain't supposed to die on a Saturday night, ain't supposed to die on a Saturday. Well they ain't supposed to die on a Saturday night, ain't supposed to die on a Saturday night. Did you hear the '59 sound coming through on Grandmama's radio? Did you hear the rattling chains in the hospital walls? Did you hear the old gospel choir when they came to carry you over? Did you hear your favorite song one last time? Young boys . . . young girls, young boys . . . young girls