Going Back to Work, just practicing for Daniel I was thinking of reading a poem this year at the New Years Marathon for the Poetry Project at Saint Marks Church. I always help Bob Rosenthal make the vegetarian chili in the morning, and I usually go on after Bill Kushner who reads between five and six; Bill can be a tough act to follow; hes been known to take off his clothes. I like this time slot because I like being in bed by ten or thereabouts. For the past five years, I have been performing songs with my nephew Daniel. I was just about to get in touch with him and say, I dont think I want to do a song this year, just read a poem. But before I could do that, Daniel texted me, Are we going to do something this New Year at Saint Marks? I havent been practicing the guitar. Of course if Daniel plays, his good playing kind of covers mine. So I thought why not? Either Going Back to Work or Sweet Little Angel. Daniel knows Sweet Little Angel, but not Going Back since Ive changed it into more of a country tune. Record it and send it to me, he said. So this morning I got up, had some coffee, sat on the couch and did it, got it over with. Now I can send it to Daniel and we can begin. Either this or Sweet Little Angel Here are the lyrics: Black morning coffee, yes, I’m walking Subway sleeping, no one talking Everyday and everyday, it never ends I spend my time with locks and keys in a ghetto factory and every morning it’s back to work again Lunchtime the ladies say, “The war was over yesterday,” but I say, “No, we’ll shake and shake to the bitter end Dropping bombs, chopping hands never changed the heart of man Tomorrow morning it’s back to work again.” I’m going back I’m going back Going back to work again Old Sisyphus did fine pushing one rock all the time And I’m going back, going back to work again On the A train riding home I saw Jesus casting stones I cried, “Lord, you said that was a sin.” He said, “Son, I guess that’s so but I never said I couldn’t throw Now you get on back, get on back to work again.” A cool dark well I thought I found Deep and wide, I could not drown Quenched all my sorrows at my rainbow’s end Hold me, honey, squeeze me tight, see if we can’t make it last all night Tomorrow morning it’s back to work again I’m going back I’m going back Going back to work again Old Sisyphus did fine pushing one rock all the time And I’m going back, going back to work again _______ FOLLOW LIPSapp Classic Radio _______ FB: r-js/1vz7Pcz / TW: r-js/1kHd2Qt / Listen to LIPSapp Classic Radio r-js/1dOIQ18 #classicrock #rollingstones #ledzeppelin #santana #eagles #zztop #thewho #beatles #elvis #jimihendrix #dylan #acdc #michaeljackson #pinkfloyd #madonna #u2
Posted on: Sat, 13 Dec 2014 18:45:24 +0000
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