I've been thinking lately that our National Anthem is feeling a bit stale. I propose we change it to this Tom Waits tune.
A Little Rain
-Tom Waits
Well, the ice man's mule
is parked outside the bar
Where a man with missing fingers
plays a strange guitar
And the German dwarf
dances with the butcher's son
And tonight a little rain never hurt no one
Well, they're dancing on the roof
and the ceiling's coming down
And I sleep with my shovel and my leather gloves
and a little trouble makes it worth the going
And a little rain never hurt no one
Oh, the world is round
and I'll go around
You must risk something that matters
Oh, my hands are strong
I'll take any man here
If it's worth the going
it's worth the ride
She was 15 years old
and she'd never seen the ocean
She climbed into a van
with a vagabond
And the last thing she said
was "I love you mom"
And a little rain never hurt no one
And a little rain never hurt no one
A Little Rain
-Tom Waits
Well, the ice man's mule
is parked outside the bar
Where a man with missing fingers
plays a strange guitar
And the German dwarf
dances with the butcher's son
And tonight a little rain never hurt no one
Well, they're dancing on the roof
and the ceiling's coming down
And I sleep with my shovel and my leather gloves
and a little trouble makes it worth the going
And a little rain never hurt no one
Oh, the world is round
and I'll go around
You must risk something that matters
Oh, my hands are strong
I'll take any man here
If it's worth the going
it's worth the ride
She was 15 years old
and she'd never seen the ocean
She climbed into a van
with a vagabond
And the last thing she said
was "I love you mom"
And a little rain never hurt no one
And a little rain never hurt no one
4 comments:
My personal favorite, given the economic times:
"Well you gassed her up
Behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrelin' down the boulevard
You're looking for the heart of Saturday night
And you got paid on Friday
And your pockets are jinglin'
And you see the lights
You get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a 6
And you're looking for the heart of Saturday night
Then you comb your hair
Shave your face
Tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace
All the other days
In the week you know that this'll be the Saturday
You're reachin' your peak
Stoppin' on the red
You're goin' on the green
'Cause tonight'll be like nothin'
You've ever seen
And you're barrelin' down the boulevard
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night
Tell me is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin
Is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye?
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.
Makes it kind of quiver down in the core
'Cause you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
And now you're stumblin'
You're stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night
Well you gassed her up
And you're behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrellin' down the boulevard,
You're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night
Is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin
And the barmaid is smilin' from the corner of her eye
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.
Makes it kind of special down in the core
And you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
It's found you stumblin'
Stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night
And you're stumblin'
Stumblin onto the heart of Saturday night"
Love that one as well. If people only knew how good that guy really is.
I joked about that once with my wife. "How do you think his American Idol audition would go?" You take it from there...
American Idol is a sham.
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