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I do lots of 'editing' in the writing process.
I was thinking of word options in the Lines that I either, rejected or thought of later
"Of Love" Copyright August 11, 2022 by Gary E. Andrews

Verse I
You come in with the wind! You close the door behind you!
This Line was originally ad lib as;
You come in with the wind AND close the door behind you!
I think at one point it was 'shut' the door behind you!
I decided the pronoun 'you' and 'close' were better. Just a judgment call for me, the first listener.

You're trying to find a place, where the world won't find you!
I remember singing,
You're looking for a place.
But the Love-Interest Character trying to 'find' a place where SHE won't BE found was more interesting to me.

The contrasts in the opening phrases, versus the ones that follow within Lines began to naturally occur. I wasn't thinking hard to find them. The opening phrase came out, ad lib, and the second phrase had to Rhyme AND be coherent to the theme.
I've felt before that if you just tell the story in a Song, the Rhyme is there, coherent, meaningful, not 'just' a Rhyme.
You want to forget! I want to remind you, Of Love!

Verse II (The poetry of Verse II Line 1 Hooked me.)
The snow begins to fall! It keeps falling all winter!
You've been looking for the exit, every since you entered! (Another opening phrase, and natural following Line concept.)
You try to step aside! I make you the center, Of Love! (Having to land on a Rhyme may have made me tinker with the opening Line. I said 'stand' aside at one point, and 'and find out you're the center' was the original ad lib.

Bridge
You've come unwound. You're trying to rewind it! (Opening phrase 'unwound', suggested second phrase 'rewind'.)
Your Mother taught you, love is where you find it! (Your Mama 'warned' you, 'told' you, originally. Mama's advice came spontaneously, with a Rhyme. I'm repeating the Rhyme-Scheme of Verse I, the 'ind' sound. The Bridge is playing the same chords, making the Melody dangerously similar to the Verse Melody. But this is just a little 'Rhymer' Song for my own pleasure so...)
It used to bother you! Now you don't mind it, at all! (And, magically, the ad lib opening phrase enables me to land on a Rhyme in a coherent thought.)

Instrumental Bridge

Verse III (A recent experience with a girl made me realize how young she is, yet seeming to develop her philosophy of life now, as a young adult.)
You come out in the sun, unafraid of burning!
Suddenly it's fun, to feel the world is turning! (Rhymes, 'sun/fun' and 'burning/turning')
You don't know it all! You like what you're learning, Of Love! (Opening phase, totally ad lib, inspiring second phrase, with coherent meaning.)

You've come unwound. You're trying to rewind it!
Your Mother taught you, 'Love is where you find it!'
It used to bother you! Now you don't mind it, at all!

You've come unwound. You're trying to rewind it!
Your Mother taught you, 'Love is where you find it!'
It used to bother you! Now you don't mind it, at all!
(I Repeat the Bridge twice to end and it's still under two minutes.)

("Of Love" is the Refrain-Type Chorus, a single Line of Lyric and Melody ending each Verse." It is the desired or demanded Repetition supplying Structure that the listener can relate to. I conceive it as 'reporting back'; Songs 'report back' to that summary concept, the title Line, THE Hook, and that ties the rest together coherently, or...not.
Every Song is a learning experience for the next one, an 'education' for how a Song 'can' work. And Songs can work in myriad ways. That's why, despite thousands of years of Song-Writing, the possibilities have not been exhausted. As long as you keep reaching for your instruments, pen and paper, searching in your mind, there are new 'realities' to be inspired.)

"Bad Juju Man" Copyright August 24, 2022 by Gary E. Andrews

(Verse I)
There's a storm on the horizon!
bad Juju moving in!
You and I are goin',
somewhere we've never been!
I don't wanna go there!
I'll run if I can.
(Chorus Refrain)
They say you can't get away,
from the Bad Juju Man!

(Verse II)
There's a fire down in the furnace,
bad Juju on the wind!
You and I are fightin'!
One of us has to win!
I don't know the answer!
Ask me once again!
They say you can't get away,
from the Bad Juju Man!

(Bridge)
He comes up close behind you!
He whispers of your sins!
He taps you on the shoulder!
Then he's gone again!

(Verse III)
There's lightning! I hear the thunder!
bad Juju 'bout to strike!
The spell we are under,
'bout to break the dike!
A rush of muddy water,
sweeps across the land!
They say you can't get away,
from the Bad Juju Man!

(Coda)
They say you can't get away,
from the Bad Juju Man!

Never (Is A Long, Long Time)
Copyright August 27, 2022 by Gary E. Andrews

Once I...
had a woman.
She was light...
as a feather.
She used to come to my house,
when she wanted to get together.
Then one night,
she turned out the light!
She said 'Never!'
Never!

(Chorus)
Never--------
Is A Long, Long Time,
forever-------
and a day, this time.
Never.
Oh baby, Never,
Is A Long, Long Time.

(Verse II)
Once I...
had to ask her,
'Baby why---?'
She said,
'Well, whatever!'
She quit comin' to my house.
She never wants to get together,
since that night,
when she turned out the light!
She said, 'Never'.
Never.

(Verse III)
Once I...
caught her laughing;
such a pretty look...
on her face.
She made me wonder,
what has happened,
how I...
might get back in the race!
No more nights!
No more lights!
No more never!

Never---------
Is A Long, Long Time,
forever--------
and a day, this time!
Never.
Oh baby, Never?
Is a Long, Long Time.

(Coda)
Once I...
had a woman.
Once I...
had a woman.
Once I...

"A Hole (One Time)" Copyright October 1, 2022 by Gary E. Andrews
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(Chorus)
Once upon a time, I fell into A Hole.
I fell into A Hole, One Time.

(Verse I)
It wasn't in the woods!
It was broad daylight!
That's when Momma said,
she knew,
I was,
no good.
Once upon a time, I fell into A Hole.

(Verse II)
Once upon a time, life became sublime!
Everything I'd try, succeeded!
I'd win!
It wasn't any good!
It felt like a fight!
That was many lone-ly,
years ago,
tonight!

(Bridge)
Like a fairy tale,
a mad prince meets a queen,
to play an epic fail,
if you know what I mean---!

Once upon a time, I fell into A Hole.
I fell into A Hole, One Time.

(Verse III)
I do what I should;
straighten up!
Fly right!
That was many lone-ly,
years ago,
tonight!
Once upon a time, I fell into A Hole.

(Coda)
Once upon a time, I fell into A Hole.
I fell into A Hole, One Time.
Once upon a time, I fell into A Hole.
I fell into A Hole, One Time, One Time, One Time.

I've been finding irregular Song Structures lately. This is one. I think it works.
An odd Lyric, odd Singer-Character's tale.
Singing it, thinking about it, I imagined that parents should warn their children, when they go out the door, alone, on their own, no guidance but their own, "Beware! The world is full of holes."
Some holes are small. You trip over them, maybe learn to pay closer attention, and not trip over little holes again.
Some are larger. You fall down, get up, dust yourself off, go on down the street.
But down the street are bigger holes, deeper holes, holes you might fall into, and never get out of again.
There's a man down the street, selling tobacco. Tobacco's a hole. You may fall into the tobacco hole and give that man your money the rest of your life, which may be shorter. He's got a Government License to sell you that tobacco. He's got a Government License, to make his living killing; killing you. He kills 435,000 American Citizens a year, with a Government License to make his living...killing.
There's another man...or maybe the same man, selling alcohol, with a Government License. Alcohol is dope, like any other dope. I don't know about you, but alcohol will make me just as stupid as any other dope. I'll say and do stupid things. It will take an intelligent man, or woman, and make them stupid. It will take kind people and make them mean. Responsible people will be irresponsible. Alcohol is a hole you can fall into.
Not all holes are drug-related, but those are some big ones. Some holes you fall into, and never get out again. Some holes lead to other holes. Sometimes there are people down in the holes who 'escort' you deeper into the hole, or to other holes. Half of the people in prison, a hole, committed their crimes under the influence of alcohol, tobacco, other drugs. They fell into one hole, one time, and it made them fall into other holes. Once upon a time...so the story goes.

I wanna be shocked!

"Electric Shock" copyright November 3, 2022 by Gary E. Andrews

Shock me baby! Shock me baby! Hit me with Electric Shock!
Shock me baby! Shock me baby! Hit me with Electric Shock!

You found me sick and told me that there was no cure!
My sickness made you sad with a mad allure!
You treated me with a hearty dose of hard, hard rock!
You gave me what I needed with Electric Shock!

Shock me baby! Shock me baby! Hit me with Electric Shock!
Shock me baby! Shock me baby! Hit me with Electric Shock!

You nursed me back to hell and helped me to endure!
You gave me what I needed with your drug so pure!
You had to let me dance! I felt the door unlock!
You gave me what I wanted with Electric Shock!

Shock me baby! Shock me baby! Hit me with Electric Shock!
Shock me baby! Shock me baby! Hit me with Electric Shock!

(Spoken)
Nurse Shock?
Yes?
I need...I need...I need...I need...Electric Shock!
I need...I need...I need...I need...Electric Shock!
I need...I need...I need...I need...Electric Shock!

(Instrumental Bridge)

You found me sick and told me that there was no cure!
My sickness made you sad with a mad allure!
You treated me with a hearty dose of hard, hard rock!
You gave me what I needed with Electric Shock!

Shock me baby! Shock me baby! Hit me with Electric Shock!
I need...I need...I need...I need...Electric Shock!
Shock me baby! Shock me baby! Hit me with Electric Shock!
I need...I need...I need...I need...Electric Shock!
Shock me baby! Shock me baby! Hit me with Electric Shock!

(Coda: Spoken)
Oh! Nurse Shock!
I...I think...you're trying to...seduce me...
aren't you?

"Baby, Get To Me" copyright January 5, 2023 by Gary E. Andrews
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(Verse I)
Come on, baby!
(Chorus Refrain)
Get To Me!
Don't, keep me waiting, any long-er!
Come on, baby! Let it be!
I'm waiting here, waiting to hear your song.
Come on baby! Baby, Get To Me!

(Verse II)
Come on, baby! Get To Me!
I'm not, getting any, younger!
Come on, baby! Can't you see?
I'm wanting you, wanting you, so hurry!
Come on baby! Baby, Get to Me!

(Bridge)
Get me by my hand! Get me by myself!
Come on, baby! Baby, Get To Me!

(Verse III)
Come on, baby! Get To Me.
The stars are yours! Come, give me the moon!
Come on, baby! Get To Me.
You're the one, who laid the spell I'm un-der.
Come on, baby! Baby, Get To Me.

(Coda)
Come on, baby! Get To Me.
Come on, baby! Baby, Get To Me.

Here's the first 'Come on, baby' Song I wrote.

"COME ON, BABY" copyright December 13, 2022, by Gary E. Andrews
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(Chorus)
Come On, Baby! Enough's enough! You know, what I want to kno-o-ow!
Come On, Baby! Start it up! Take me, where I wanna go-o-o!

(Verse I)
You're not a little girl, any more!
You get to come and go,
in and out your door!

Come On, Baby! Enough's enough! You know, what I want to kno-o-ow!
Come On, Baby! Start it up! Take me, where I wanna go-o-o!

(Verse II)
Show me how you shift four-on-the-floor!
Drive me to the mountain!
Take me to the sea!

Come On, Baby! Enough's enough! You know, what I want to kno-o-ow!
Come On, Baby! Start it up! Take me, where I wanna go-o-o!

(Bridge)
You- need to think, a little longer!
You- need to know, where we are----!

Come On, Baby! Enough's enough! You know, what I want to kno-o-ow!
Come On, Baby! Start it up! Take me, where I wanna go-o-o!

(Coda)
Come on, Baby!

"The Stars In Sedona" copyright January 20, 2023, by Gary E. Andrews

The Stars In Sedona, are bright as your eyes.
The sky is as dark as my lies.
The night's long and lonely.
You were my one and only.
The Stars In Sedona, tonight.

The Stars In Sedona, grant a million wishes.
There are as many as the fishes,
in seas of tomorrow,
deep and wide as my sorrow.
The Stars In Sedona, tonight.

Come away darlin'!
Don't break my heart!
Don't send me away without you.
I'll drown in Corona,
here in Sedona.
The Stars In Sedona, tonight.

The Stars In Sedona, cry on the mountain.
There are coins in all the fountains,
If wishes were horses,
beggars could take new courses,
The Stars In Sedona, tonight.

The Stars In Sedona, tonight.

"You're Talking To" copyright October 31, 2022 by Gary E. Andrews

(Verse I)
You've been singing the blues,
every since you got home!
I've been listening to,
you talk on the phone.
I've been wondering who,
You're Talking To.

(Verse II)
You've been walking the floor,
in the middle of the night!
We don't talk any more!
All we do is fight.
I've been fighting the urge,
to slip away one night!

(Bridge)

One more bad decision, I've got to make!
One more mad collision, before I break!
I've been wondering who,
You're Talking To!
I've been wondering who,
You're Talking To!

(Verse III)
I've been singing the blues,
the whole while you've been gone.
Now there's nothing new,
since you've come back home.
I've been wondering who,
You're Talking To.

(Coda)
I've been wondering who,
You're Talking To.

Thoughts On: The Music Industry. Gary E. Andrews, February 17, 2023
Perhaps it was never what we thought it was, discovering and delivering artistic product, but...back in olden days it seemed there was an eclectic mix of songs, a delightful variety of creations, as opposed to a...perhaps... manufactured synthesis, almost an Artificial Intelligence of sameness, which seems easy to ignore.
Full disclosure, I'm not listening any more. If I get a little radio it's National Public Radio for objective news reporting, occasionally a rock radio that plays 'oldies', which are mostly songs that came out after I stopped listening.
I got to ask a question, or...pose a test the other day; "Sing me a..." and I named several 'famous' musical persons..."Sing me a song by..." and they couldn't. I can't. These 'famous' 'acts' whose names have gotten into my head have not put their music in my head.
Pretty girls will always get my attention. I'll know their faces, be able to match up their names, but the songs they sing don't 'hook' me, don't earworm, don't entertain.
Back in olden days there was a phase called 'Bubble Gum Music', implying it was 'aimed' at the 'tweens, the young music consumer between childhood and adolescence, who, by the way, control a billion dollars in disposable income. It's good 'business' to know your market, and reasonable to 'target' them with product you have reason to believe will appeal and garner their favor in the coin of the realm, dollars and cents.
However, the 'industry' is capable of manufacturing the product, and the market, literally telling the people, children, adults, what they like and sticking our noses in it.
That means those famous to infamous A&R People, the 'Arrangement & Repertoire' 'experts' who roamed the country 'discovering' the one-hit wonders and the talented 'artists', performers, song-writers, who labored in obscurity, playing small towns and small clubs in large metropolitan centers, and bringing them to market. We got to find music we didn't know we'd like. The industry found it in places we'd never get to go and discover it for ourselves, and brought it out of radio and tv and made us aware.
And it didn't 'seem' to fit a formula or be simply an aspiring performer, trying to imitate and emulate what already existed, or supplied with 'sounds like' product to try to sustain a 'hit' with another hit.
The formulaic country industry has been the most 'offensive' with manufactured product, trying to 'sound' country with laundry lists of things they think 'fit' the genre, "Old Dogs and Children, and Watermelon Wine", good poetry but... there are other 'lists', pickup trucks, snuff box rings imprinted on the back pocket of jeans, little white tank tops, tractors, slap a cowboy hat on his/her head and it's country. 'Western' disappeared from Country & Western.
I remember hearing a song and being intrigued by the bland line after line of lyric and then THE Hook, the title line, which was halfway interesting. I recognized the manufactured 'writing' of lines that logically lead up to that title line. I remember thinking that one good line should probably have been the first line in the lyric, and a song written from there. But that 'method', finding an interesting phrase or line and trying...sometimes succeeding, perhaps...in manufacturing a song around it, can often fail to reach artistic merit, in my opinion, the only opinion that matters when you're trying to get money out of my pocket, into your hands...the industry.
They're out there, those one-hit wonders with wonderful songs that have 'classic' potential, songs we could hear and remember fifty years from now, songs other artists could 'cover' in ten or thirty or fifty years, and have a hit with. They're out there, the truly creative artists with a larger repertoire of songs that could make them stand out in the 'industry' by appealing naturally to the 'market' with the same criteria that made them appeal to the song-writer.
The industry may not be looking for them. They may be waiting at the office for the aspiring 'act' to come in the door, trying to 'penetrate' a market they don't really comprehend; they just know where those doors are.
The industry may be struggling to stay in 'business', signing somebody because if they don't...they're out of business.
The industry may be trying to monopolize the market, getting their own product, product they wrote, or 'own' rights to Publishing Royalties, Song-Writing Royalties, Master Recordings they 'own' and can market for Synchronization Licensing. It doesn't take a genius to realize where revenue streams continue to be profitable and where they are no longer profitable.
Record Labels used to take all the profits from record sales and tell 'artists' to go tour and make their money out there. Artists did it. Some were better than others at 'commerce', selling the company's records, but having their own revenue streams through live-play pay, from simple restaurants, bars, clubs, larger venues, doing concerts in theaters, up to arenas, and the outrageous ticket prices. Some learned merchandising, selling anything they could think of, pictures, hats, t-shirts, bumper stickers, sew-on patches. What else? If you were 'out there', on the road, and setting up your 'Merch Table', what would you sell? That revenue stream could be equal to or greater than' your music revenue, the venue pay, a cut of the door, ticket sales, and any dribs and drabs the 'industry' trickled down on you.
In 2023, YOU are the industry, if you're 'marketing' yourself, your music. You have to be 'the one' to make the big decisions on what you play, where you play, and what all you can sell. If you get good at it, generating numbers, units of sales of various things, creating a natural buzz in the consuming public, other 'entities' may want to be your 'industry', blowing you up larger in the global public eye and ear, promoting you, getting you on tv, if you haven't done that for yourself, getting you 'distributed', on radio, streaming, if you haven't done it yourself. Then, you have to watch your back, watch your signature go onto pieces of paper that 'give' the 'industry' rights to share in your revenue stream.
Have you studied that? Have you spent as much time learning how to be a company, engaging in commerce with consumers, and engaging with other companies, management, labels, distributors, publishers, as you've spent writing your songs? If you're a babe in the woods the wolves and sharks can turn you into a big fish they can attach their suckers to and leave you drained at the end of the ride.
Or...are you a song-writer, aspiring to make a living playing and 'selling' your songs, and not really cognizant of what success can mean, what success will demand of you, if you are to maintain control of your Intellectual Property, Copyright control, Master Recording control, ownership, legal, formal ownership? Your 'industrious' work, your 'studious' attention to commerce, 'business', can make you 'the industry' for all intents and purposes. Whether you are 'the industry' is up to you.

"My Domino Days" copyright March 4, 2023 by Gary E. Andrews.

(Verse I)
I'm waiting for the domino to fall,
to see where my day goes.
Optimism fades, pessimism flows!
Life is just a game, of Dominoes.

(Chorus)
I'm watching for the sun to rise,
to see the damage done,
in my darkest night, in my crazy ways.
I'm living my best life, in My Domino Days.

(Verse II)
I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop,
to see what happens now!
I'm hoping just to see you again,
to make it all right anyhow!

I'm watching for the sun to rise,
to see the damage done,
in my darkest night, in my crazy ways.
I'm living my best life, in My Domino Days.

(Bridge)
You're standing on the stage,
silhouetted by the sun!
It's a brand new day!
I'm your chosen one!

I'm watching for the sun to rise,
to see the damage done,
in my darkest night, in my crazy ways.
I'm living my best life, in My Domino Days.

(Coda)
I'm living my best life, living my best life, in My Domino Days.

"Gramma Was A Bitchin' Babe"
copyright March 11, 2023 by Gary E. Andrews.

(Verse I)
Gramma Was A Bitchin' Babe,
back when she met Grampa Gabe!
He played guitar! He played rock and roll!
They traveled around in an old school bus!
They played it cool, never made a fuss.
Back when
(Chorus Refrain)
Gramma Was A Bitchin' Babe.

(Verse II
They settled down and got real jobs.
They had you and Genni Jo and Bob.
He played guitar, just here at the house.
They went to work, went every day!
They said, "You kids have got it made!"
Back when Gramma Was A Bitchin' Babe!

(Bridge)
True was true and right was right!
We never went to sleep all night!
Back when the world was full of possibilities!
Back when Gramma Was A Bitchin' Babe!

(Verse III)
You should see 'em dance at night!
They laugh a lot! They never fight!
They say, "I found what I was really lookin' for!"
When we're gone they party on!
They play the best music ever played,
back when Gramma Was A Bitchin' Babe!

(Coda)
Back when Gramma Was A Bitchin' Babe!

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"Stranger To Yourself" ("Stranger To Myself") copyright April 6, 2023 by Gary E. Andrews
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A woman with the blues, can steal your heart, just by telling her tale.
Her lips become, a true work of art. You stare and your senses fail.
You do things you know are bad for your health.
You become a Stranger To Yourself.
You become a Stranger To Yourself.

A girl with her eyes, can lure you, to your ultimate doom!
You seem to find, the truth in her lies. She takes you up to her room!
You see things that should ring alarm bells!
You become a Stranger To Yourself.
You become a Stranger To Yourself.

(Instrumental Bridge)

A woman with a heart, would never have done, the things she's done to you.
She's out on your street. You hide in the dark. You have your own kind of blues.
You see where you stumbled, where you fell!
You feel like you've fallen into hell!
You become a Stranger To Yourself.
You become a Stranger To Yourself.
You become a Stranger To Yourself.

Ad lib vocalizing the Lines caused them to change as below, making it a more personal Singer-Character 'telling' than a philosophizing narrator.

"Stranger To Myself"

A woman with the blues, stole my heart, just by telling her tale.
Her lips became, a true work of art. I stare 'til my senses fail.
I do things I know are bad for my health.
I become a Stranger To Myself.
I become a Stranger To Myself.

A girl with her eyes, lures me, to my ultimate doom!
I seem to find, the truth in her lies. She takes me up to her room!
I see things that should ring alarm bells!
I become a Stranger To Myself.
I become a Stranger To Myself.

(Instrumental Bridge)

A woman with a heart, would never have done, the things she wants to do.
She's out on my street. I hide in the dark. I have my own kind of blues.
I see where I stumbled, where I fell!
I feel like I've fallen into hell!
I become a Stranger To Myself.
I become a Stranger To Myself.
I become a Stranger To Myself.

CHECKING A THIRD VERSION I WROTE INTO A STORY IN THE CREATIVE WRITING FORUM: "Broken Places".
"A Woman With The Blues, can steal your heart, just by telling her tale."

A woman with the blues, is stealing my heart, just by telling her tale.
Her lips become, a true work of art. I stare. My senses fail.
I do things I know are bad for my health!
I become a Stranger To Myself.
I become a Stranger To Myself."

Verse II;
A girl with her eyes, is luring me, to my ultimate doom!
I find the truth, in spite of her lies. She takes me up to her room.
I see things that should ring alarm bells!
I become a Stranger To Myself!
I become a Stranger To Myself!"

I need a Bridge here, didn't find one last night. I played some instrumental bars but...an Instrumental Bridge may not be enough.

Verse III;
"No woman with a heart, could ever have done, the things you've done to me!
You're out on the street! You hide in the dark! You have your own kind of need!
I see where I stumbled! I see where I fell!
I become a Stranger To Myself!
I become a Stranger To Myself!
I become a Stranger To Myself!"

"Girls Get The Blues; That's What Girls Do" copyright April 6, 2023 by Gary E. Andrews
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Girls Get The Blues; That's What Girls Do!
If you don't expect it, well, brother that's on you!
You know it's gonna happen! It's gonna happen on you!
Girls Get The Blues; That's What Girls Do!

Girls like new shoes. Everybody knows it too!
They'll spend money they ain't got, to buy, a pair, or two.
If they spend your money, brother that's on you.
Girls Get The Blues; That's What Girls Do!

I ran into your Momma, at the grocery store!
She screamed at me, said, "Why'd you give my baby money for?
She came home last night! (Well that's good!)
Fell out on the porch! (Oh that's bad!)
Please don't, give my baby, money any more!

Girls Get The Blues; That's What Girls Do!
They wake up in the middle of the night, lookin' for somethin' to do!
They'll come out here lookin', lookin' and findin' you!
Girls Get The Blues; That's What Girls Do!

I ran into your Momma, Sunday after church.
She screamed at me, said, "Why'd you leave my baby in the lurch?"
I said, "Ma'am, what's your daughter's name?
Pauline? Ma'am, I don't even know nobody named Pauline!
Do you have a picture?
Oh! I've never seen that girl before in my life.

Girls Get The Blues; That's What Girls Do!
Your Momma's just a girl! She tends to get 'em too!
She took me home for fried chicken! Said, "You can eat your fill!"
We spent all afternoon kissin'! You can call me Uncle Bill!"

Girls Get The Blues; That's What Girls Do!
If you don't expect it, well, brother that's on you!
You know it's gonna happen! It's gonna happen on you!
Girls Get The Blues; That's What Girls Do!
Girls Get The Blues; That's What Girls Do!

"Chance, On Losing You" copyright July 18, 2023 by Gary E. Andrews

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I don't wanna write too much into your kiss,
or do too much an-a-ly-y-zin'!
I don't know where you and I are goin' with this!
I can't see beyond the hor-ri-i-zon!
I don't wanna take a Chance, On Losing You!

I don't wanna second-guess you, on this,
just so I can be the wi-i-se one!
I just want a chance to fol-low my bliss,
have a couple choices, and try-y one!
I don't wanna take a Chance, On Losing You!

I don't wanna search for hidden meaning,
try to figure out which way you're leaning!
I don't wanna take a Chance, On Losing You!

I don't wanna leave anything to chance!
I wanna be sure o-of it!
I wanna hold you closer while we dance!
I wanna make sure you lo-ove it!
I don't wanna take a Chance, On Losing You!

I don't wanna search for hidden meaning,
try to figure out which way you're leaning!
I don't wanna take a Chance, On Losing You!

"Come And Touch Me" Copyright February 21, 2023 by Gary E. Andrews
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Come And Touch Me baby!
Come And Touch Me with your kiss!
Come And Touch Me baby!
It's yo' lips I miss!
If you don't Come And Touch Me
I might fade away
to nothingness!

Show me what 'cha brought me baby,
wrapped up in ribbon so tight!
Show me what 'cha brought me baby!
I've been waitin' all night!
If you don't deliver
you won't be doin' me right!

Come on baby! Let's do the twist!
Come on! Come on! Come on baby!
It's yo' lips I miss!
If you don't Come And Touch Me
I might fade away
to nothingness!

Come and tell me baby!
What's been on yo' mind!
Tell me all about it baby!
Help me understand you one more time!
If you don't Come And Touch Me
I might fade away
to nothingness!
If you don't Come And Touch Me
I might fade away
to nothingness!

Come And Touch Me baby!
Come And Touch Me with your kiss!
Come And Touch Me baby!
It's yo' lips I miss!
If you don't Come And Touch Me
I might fade away
to nothingness!

Good post Gary E. Its much to take in, for newbie writers and just joined JPF ers me thinks.
But lots of great content!


A good read for beginner and intermediate song crafters (like me). Lots of good commentary and examples. Example:

Inspiration is probably a manifestation of boredom, seeking to find pleasure in the fantasy of Songwriting.
I'm mainly focused on Lyric-writing. My guitar playing simply accommodates the poet who sings his poetry instead of simply writing it or even reciting it. I enjoy my Lyrics. I think I get something satisfying done. Some rise to the point of being literary, literally well-constructed stories with their beginning, middle and end. Some simply have satisfying Rhythm and Rhyme, Lines that I feel build a coherent theme.
Satisfaction is in the mind of the seeker thereafter, of course.

Bill

Rather than posting every day, which pushes everyone else down and off the front page, I simply archive, 'Showcase'.
Newbies, I suspect, get overlooked since the daily posters push them down the page before members get a chance to see them and comment.
Yes, there is the entertainment of creativity as motive for writing. I too perceive the poetry as simply presented with musical accompaniment.

"I've Gotta Stop (Loving You)" Copyright November 27, 2018 by Gary E. Andrews. All Rights Reserved n n n m n n n n m N M
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(Chorus)
I've Gotta Stop! Loving You...
I've Gotta Stop! Loving You...
I've Gotta Sto---p! Loving You...
If it's the last thing I ever do!

(Verse I)
You've got me mesmerized, with your Hollywood eyes.
You keep me mystified, with your credible lies.
I'm polarized!
My right hand doesn't kno-o-ow, what my left hand wants to do!

I've Gotta Stop! Loving You...
I've Gotta Stop! Loving You...
I've Gotta Sto---p! Loving You...
If it's the last thing I ever do!

(VII)
It's how you captivate! It's this thing you do!
I need to liberate, my aching heart from you!
I've gotta extricate, my red hot crazy lo-o-ove,
from your cold hearted hungry blu-u-ues!

I've Gotta Stop! Loving You...
I've Gotta Stop! Loving You...
I've Gotta Sto---p! Loving You...
If it's the last thing I ever do!

(Long enough? Repeat VI?)
(Coda)
I've Gotta Stop! Loving You...
I've Gotta Stop! Loving You...
I've Gotta Stop!
I've Gotta Stop!
I've Gotta Stop! Loving You...
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