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Everyone knew her name…

A new version of this song written back in July, 2001. I’ve always felt guilty writing joke and novelty songs — and I’ve always gone ahead and done it anyway — and all too often I haven’t been shy about sharing them. Always the kid in the back of the class.

Anyhow, somehow, over the years, I’ve developed an affection for these lyrics — but never been all that comfortable with what had been a basic 3-cowboy-chord  song. It’s still only got 3 or 4 chords (depending on how you count, let’s not get theoretical) but I sort of like the new version’s sloppy bounce.

[2018-03-02 New mix/remaster; the lo fi preview tracks from BandCamp and SoundCloud were killing me, you could barely hear the jingly things on the big tambourine that supplies the ‘rhythm’ for the track.]


Who’ll Stop Lorraine?

I’ve known Lorraine since we were kids
and I’ve always been amazed
Every time she went too damn far I thought
Who’ll stop Lorraine?
I saw her hunt down that family man
he was doomed from that first day
I saw her rip his heart into little tiny shreds and I thought,
Who’ll stop Lorraine?

From the hotel bar to the airport lounge
Everyone knows her name
Over and over I ask myself,
Who’ll Stop Lorraine?

Finally one day I’d had enough
I sat her down looked her in the eye
Lorraine I love you, girl, but straighten up,
’cause, Lorraine, you’re wreckin’ people’s lives

From the hotel bar to the airport lounge
Everyone knows your name
Over and over they ask themselves,
Who’ll Stop Lorraine?

I never thought Id see a tear in her eye
I never thought I’d see into her soul
but since that day she’s come so damn far
God I’ve come to love that girl so

From the hotel bar to the airport lounge
Everyone knows her name
Over and over they ask themselves,
Whatever became of Lorraine?

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Stuff falls between the cracks…

This brief whiff of piffle was actually written back in 2014 while I was participating in an online songwriting forum. Not sure but the exercise might have been to write a song on a specific topic when you felt absolutely no inspiration whatsoever

I Bet the Farm on Loving You

I lost my dog
I lost my cow
I lost my tractor
I lost my plow
I lost my combine
I lost my truck
you took them all
and said good luck

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I bet the farm
on loving you
and I lost it all
when the divorce went through

I lost the pride
my pa instilled
I lost the land
my grandpa tilled
I lost the deed
the county gives
I lost the will
the will to live

I’d begin again
but where to start
you took my life
you took my heart
you took my friends
and my pastor, too
I lost it all
by loving you

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I bet the farm
on loving you
and I lost it all
by loving you

[these lyrics vary slightly from the attached recording; I guess these above should be considered the finished version, maybe, or not]

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Don’t Ask a Fool (Why He Falls in Love)


NEW SONG ALERT!*

 

“In the field of psychology, the Dunning–Kruger effect is a cognitive bias, wherein persons of low ability suffer from illusory superiority when they mistakenly assess their ability as greater than it is. The cognitive bias of illusory superiority derives from low-ability persons’ metacognitive inability to recognize their own ineptitude.[1]”  Wikipedia entry on The Dunning-Kruger Effect **

“The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool”
— William Shakespeare  (As You Like It)

Don’t Ask a Fool (Why He Falls in Love)

Don’t ask the sun
why the sky is blue
Don’t ask the river
where it’s flowing to
Don’t ask the stars
why they shine up above
and don’t ask a fool
why he falls in love

Don’t ask me
why I love you
Don’t ask a slave
what he wants to do
Don’t ask a dead man
what he’s dreaming of
and don’t ask a fool
why he falls in love

Don’t ask tomorrow
when there’s no today
Don’t ask forever
if you’ve gone away
Don’t ask for more
when there’s never enough
Ah — but don’t ask a fool
why he falls in love

(C)2015, 2017, TK Major

* New to A Year of Songs, anyhow. I kept pushing and pulling at it but it kept not changing so here it is. ** Oh, and with regard to the Dunning-Kruger Effect? I already know I can’t sing worth a damn. So just don’t go there, my friend. =D

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