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Chicago Blues: Merry Christmas by Gatorman
Posted on 12/23/2009 by Gatorman
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A day before Christmas and blues played throughout the house
Everyone's happy even the bass player's spouse
Inside was drinking and dancing, a good time affair
That merriment flowed right up the oak railed stairs
And Everyone knew the best blues for miles around
no invite was needed to the best joint in town
A Blue Christmas gathering with cold flowing champagne
"Best blues" A Neon sign flashes proudly proclaims
For each and every Christmas a party she had
She treated everyone with respect all felt glad
Cash registers filled with money from bar maids little hands
While sweet Leslie sounds flowed from that Hammond's blues man
Up on stage the guitarist made his blues guitar talk
While the bass player went for a down home blues walk
The Drummer played a bad Memphis style old fatback groove
While shake dancers showed their shimmy-ing moves
All people were merry and happy all beamed with delight
Except a red suited Grinch who said," it ain't right!"
with long hair and red beard he loved that hackneyed rock and roll
He wanted that non blues song before he would go
Red Grinch held up his beer and yelled Hey it's Free Bird time"
and with one foot on the bar he started his climb.
He slipped on a lemon twist and fell to saw dusted floor,
Then mumbled Free Bird while bouncers showed him the door.
Quiet fell that moment then laughter such a sight they saw
Like snow falling sawdust dropped from red bearded jaw
He picked up his hat glowing deep blue from that neon light
Bah humbug to you Merry Christmas, Good Night!
©Terrance B. Lape/Robert Tooms 12/2009
A day before Christmas and blues played throughout the house
Everyone's happy even the bass player's spouse
Inside was drinking and dancing, a good time affair
That merriment flowed right up the oak railed stairs
And Everyone knew the best blues for miles around
no invite was needed to the best joint in town
A Blue Christmas gathering with cold flowing champagne
"Best blues" A Neon sign flashes proudly proclaims
For each and every Christmas a party she had
She treated everyone with respect all felt glad
Cash registers filled with money from bar maids little hands
While sweet Leslie sounds flowed from that Hammond's blues man
Up on stage the guitarist made his blues guitar talk
While the bass player went for a down home blues walk
The Drummer played a bad Memphis style old fatback groove
While shake dancers showed their shimmy-ing moves
All people were merry and happy all beamed with delight
Except a red suited Grinch who said," it ain't right!"
with long hair and red beard he loved that hackneyed rock and roll
He wanted that non blues song before he would go
Red Grinch held up his beer and yelled Hey it's Free Bird time"
and with one foot on the bar he started his climb.
He slipped on a lemon twist and fell to saw dusted floor,
Then mumbled Free Bird while bouncers showed him the door.
Quiet fell that moment then laughter such a sight they saw
Like snow falling sawdust dropped from red bearded jaw
He picked up his hat glowing deep blue from that neon light
Bah humbug to you Merry Christmas, Good Night!
©Terrance B. Lape/Robert Tooms 12/2009
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