I woke up
To the metaphoric sound
Of a beating drum
Ba-ba-ba-ba-baa, ba-ba-baa, baby;
I done wrong,
Gone plantin' my seeds
In an early warning
Great Barrington;
Mother Goose,
Peakin' through the trees,
And I don't know why,
But they're all
Takin' care of me;
I woke up
with the farmer's wife
in another life
but the prison guard
was nice to me.
[IIa]
In the bad part of town
I'm a sad, hard-up clown;
In that part of downtown
I sat on the moist grass-grow ground
(break it down)
[repeat I]
[IIb]
In the bad part of town
I'm a sad, hard-up clown
When the monsoon truth-boat comes in,
I'll sip your 1-9-8-4 gin
When the cloud cover lifts and is gone,
I fear I'll be alone again.
--DSB
~~~~~~~~~~CHORDS~~~~~~~~~
("I woke up. . . .")
707070, E, F#
707070, A, F#
(In the bad part of town. . . .)
A, E, A, E, A, E, A, E
("Break it down. . . .")
707070, A[5th fret], 505050, G, 303030, E, F#
707070, A[5th fret], 505050, G, 303030, A, F#
~~~~~~~~~~~LYRICS~~~~~~~~~~~~
[I]
I woke up
To the metaphoric sound
Of a beating drum
Ba-ba-ba-ba-baa, ba-ba-baa, baby;
I done wrong,
Gone plantin' my seeds
In an early warning
Great Barrington;
Mother Goose,
Peakin' through the trees,
And I don't know why,
But they're all
Takin' care of me;
I woke up
with the farmer's wife
in another life
but the prison guard
was nice to me.
[IIa]
In the bad part of town
I'm a sad, hard-up clown;
In that part of downtown
I sat on the moist grass-grow ground
(break it down)
[repeat I]
[IIb]
In the bad part of town
I'm a sad, hard-up clown
When the monsoon truth-boat comes in,
I'll sip your 1-9-8-4 gin
When the cloud cover lifts and is gone,
I fear I'll be alone again.
--DSB
Jeff Kempskie, formerly of Tavé Hu, currently a grad student at Eastman School of Music, wrote the melody of the scat in the middle (following the "break it down") section.
AWSOME!!!!
dohertykaki 3 years ago
thank you k
dsbuchalter 3 years ago
MAN. you are so awsome! I love this song.
dohertykaki 3 years ago
Thanks. (Can I hire you to serve on my dissertation committee?-- if they can send a man to the moon, there's got to be a way to justify this.)
dsbuchalter 3 years ago
" the prison guards, nice to me....." :)
dohertykaki 3 years ago
Yes, it's funny what comes into one's head when one ceases to filter random thoughts.
dsbuchalter 3 years ago