Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Tuesday Tunes - 09/11/12

A great lyric is like a good book... in my opinion.  Do you agree?

Like countless others, I am a lover of music. But as a singer, I am much more impressed with a great lyric than I am with a terrific hook or a beautiful harmony. So, seeing as my blog is about reading (books or otherwise), I've decided to start a new meme, Tuesday Tunes. 

I'm going to share some of my favorite songs lyrics.  If I can find a link I'll provide it, so you can listen as you read. If not, I'll just provide what I consider to be some of the best lyrics out there. When possible, I will credit the writer of course.

For my first, on such a date as September 11th, only lyrics such as this will do:

It's A Hard Life Wherever You Go 
Nanci Griffith, Artist & Writer

I am a backseat driver from America
They drive to the left on Falls Road
The man at the wheel's name is Seamus
We pass a child on the corner he knows
And Seamus says, Now, what chance has that
kid got?
And I say from the back, I don't know.
He says, There's barbed wire at all of these exits . . .
And there ain't no place in Belfast for that kid
to go.

It's a hard life
It's a hard life
It's a very hard life
It's a hard life wherever you go
If we poison our children with hatred
then, the hard life is all that they'll know
And there ain't no place in (Belfast) for
these kids to go
(This world)

A cafeteria line in Chicago
The fat man in front of me
Is calling black people trash to his children
he's the only trash here I see
And I'm thinking this man wears a white hood
in the night when his children should sleep
But, they slip to their window and they see him
And they think that white hood's all they need

(repeat chorus)

I was a child in the sixties
dreams could be held through TV
With Disney, and Cronkite, and Martin Luther
Oh, I believed, I believed . . I BELIEVED
Now, I am the backseat driver from America
I am not at the wheel of control
I am guilty, I am war, . . . I am the root of all evil
Lord, and I can't drive on the left side of the road

(repeat chorus)

I welcome your thoughts and comments.