Monday, December 12, 2022

Rick's songs: Kancamagus' Git-tar and BC/AD

 I have a lot of songs that I never really get to play, so I did a live stream of a couple of them on Facebook.  That was fun, so I may keep doing it.  The link for them is:

https://youtu.be/IAvhJbGmyhE\


Kancamagus' Git-tar


Nobody sits on Hammurabi's bar stool

They don't want to disrespect the dead

Kancamagus' git-tar hangs on the wall

Take it, and you could get slapped upside the head


Pliny was talking to Madame Curie last night, Pliny says

'If I'd had access to Gutenberg's printing press,

I could have told the whole truth about Trajan

Spread it around and had him all up in a mess'

_


I work in a bar where all the greats hang out

I wipe down tables, make sure the ashtrays are clean

Nobody notices me if I just keep busy

I should be fired, but the boss ain't that mean


The history makers come here to relax

They're loaded down heavy and deep in debt

I coulda been one of them, but I'm not that unlucky

It's a good day if no one's cussed me out yet

_


The great mystery of the uncaused cause

The lamb's blood, the lion's claws

He's with them all, the worst and the best

He's Dad's strong arm and Mommy's breast


He's in the leaf, but he's not the leaf

He's in the sea, but he's not the sea

He's in the wing, but he's not the eagle

He's in Peanuts, but he's not the beagle

_


I was out watching the big parade

Sipping some wine and sitting in the shade

I thought I saw myself going by

But it was just an illusion that the shadows made


Nobody sits on Hammurabi's bar stool

They don't want to disrespect the dead

Kancamagus' git-tar hangs on the wall . . .

    - R. Clogston, 10/29/2019


BC – AD


My old distorted mirror has been shattered

Nothing I see in it ever mattered

There were times when this world had me for its slave

For the thrill of the week, everything I gave


My motto was, question authority.

The only thing in life that was important was me

And I knew there was a light shining deep down inside

And there was no place for me to hide


My friends all used to say, boy, you is crazy

But they didn't mind 'cause I sure put on a show

The things that I fueled up on made me lazy

And for all my education, there's a lot I didn't know


Meanwhile, somebody's shaking his head and looking

Offering me love while I was hooking

Finally got me backed into a corner,

said there's only one way out

And the only other choice is straight down


I used to do, I used to be,

I used to say, hey, but that was BC

Now I am found, now I am free,

No longer bound, you know, this is AD


Now, one day I was driving down the freeway

Couldn't keep from hitting things that got in my way

So I let somebody better than me drive

And the road I'm on is straighter, and I'm glad to be alive


Now I'm a servant of the holy King of Kings

And he has me do such wonderful things

He brought me out of darkness and showed me the dawn

And all I've gotta do is have faith and hang on


Now my friends all say to me, come on in, brother

My family stretches all throughout the earth

My father is the Lord, I'll have no other

And heaven celebrated on the day of my rebirth


Well, I think my father's pleased to know I love him

Every chance I get, I'm thinking of him

He says, boy, there will be times

when this ol' world's just gonna hate you

But when it's all been said and done, son,

you'll be right here by my side


I used to do, I used to be . . .

    R. Clogston, March, 1984