TattleTale (now w/music) - 12/12/13 10:42 PM
Well.....Dan Sullivan had a completely different and truly fun vision/approach for this! He rewrote it and fictionalized much of it in a truly delightful way that really captures the essence of childhood tattling, from all points of view! He put it to music in his wonderful, easy going, storytelling way...and I'm smiling away! I'm posting it here and it's on the MP3 forum!
Tattle Tale Tattle Tale
© Dan Sullivan/Lisa Gundling 2013
An imaginary arrow
An imaginary bow
A boy pulls back the bowstring
And lets the arrow go
It flies right out the window
It flies so straight and true
But a little girl sees it
And spills the beans at school
Tattle tale, tattle tale
You belong in jail
We’re gonna hang your britches
On a rusty nail
Next day the little boy
Gets hauled into the office
The little girl is frowning
"Yes," she says, "I saw it."
The little boy denies it
"What proof is there?" says he
The little girl just frowns some more
"Who needs proof?" says she
Tattle tale, tattle tale
You belong in jail
We’re gonna hang your britches
On a rusty nail
The parents of the children
Are called to testify
And both tell the policeman
"My child would never lie"
"Well somebody is lying
And somebody must pay
"I have no choice," the sergeant says
"I'll take them both away"
Tattle tale, tattle tale
You belong in jail
We’re gonna hang your britches
On a rusty nail
Tomorrow he'll regret
Playing make believe at school
And he won't be quite so quick to break
Imaginary rules
Tomorrow she'll be sorry
For all the trouble she got in
And if she's learned her lesson well
She'll never snitch again
Tattle tale, tattle tale
You belong in jail
We’re gonna hang your britches
On a rusty nail
VERSION 2
Okay -- another rewrite here, using all of Terry's great suggestions, in ALL CAPS here, and keeping Summeoyo's previous structural change ideas. Thanks so much to both of you -- I think it's looking good! -- Lisa
TattleTale (REWRITE #2)
A ten-year-old boy shot an imaginary arrow
Straight from his imaginary bow
He and his buddy, horsing around at school
In that one-horse town of literate fools
A ten-year-old witnessed the IMAGINARY arrow
From her classmate's invisible bow
Off to the teacher, THIS dutiful child
Her truthful act REWARDED WITH a smile
CHORUS
Tattle tale
Tattle tale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
Offender and bow MARCHED to the principal's office
WHERE policy NOW is TO BE cautious
Imagine the bow BEING PRIED from his hand
Invisible lessons on being a man
CHORUS
Tattle tale
Tattle tale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
Bridge
Pity the children programmed to snitch
Compliant WITH INDICTMENTS FOR make-believe crimes
SHOULD guilt begin to consume them alive
They'LL BE AS BAD OFF AS THE INNOCENT doing time
CHORUS
Tattletale
Tattletale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
(c) 2013, Lisa Gundling
Per Summeoyo's suggestion, I changed the structure of this. I DO think it flows really nicely this way...THANKS so much for your great help, Summeoyo! I've also changed the structure of the fourth verse/bridge, in keeping with the new structure. Below is the new version...
TattleTale (REWRITE #1)
A ten-year-old boy shot an imaginary arrow
Straight from his imaginary bow
He and his buddy, horsing around at school
In that one-horse town of literate fools
A ten-year-old girl witnessed the invisible arrow
From her classmate's invisible bow
Off to the teacher, a dutiful child
Her truthful act no doubt brought a smile
CHORUS
Tattle tale
Tattle tale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
Offender and bow got hauled to the principal's office
Their policy is always cautious
One can imagine the bow forced from his hand
Invisible lessons on being a man
CHORUS
Tattle tale
Tattle tale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
Bridge
Pity the children programmed to snitch
Compliant in finding make-believe crimes
If their guilt begins to consume them alive
They may be worse off than kids doing time
CHORUS
Tattletale
Tattletale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
(c) 2013, Lisa Gundling
VERSION ONE BELOW
Here's yet another song in my series about kids getting in trouble for trumped-up "weapons" charges! When I wrote my first one, I said I'd chronicle them all. I didn't realize it would be a full-time job!
This one's about a 5th grade kid in a small town in Pennsylvania. The story says a girl reported him to the teacher. I got to thinking about how tattling used to get the tattler in trouble, if the tattling was about something stupid, wasting the teacher's time...
TattleTale
A ten-year-old boy shot an imaginary arrow
Straight from his imaginary bow
He and his buddy, horsing around at school
In that one-horse town of literate fools
A ten-year-old girl witnessed the invisible arrow
From her classmate's invisible bow
Off to the teacher, a dutiful child
Her truthful act no doubt brought a smile
CHORUS
Tattle tale
Tattle tale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
Offender and bow got hauled to the principal's office
Their policy is always cautious
One can imagine the bow forced from his hand
Invisible lessons on being a man
Meanwhile the girl who tells of things no one can see
Has gained a new kind of pedigree
New-age accusers who report these false crimes
May be worse off than the kids doing time
CHORUS
Tattletale
Tattletale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
(c) 2013, Lisa Gundling
Tattle Tale Tattle Tale
© Dan Sullivan/Lisa Gundling 2013
An imaginary arrow
An imaginary bow
A boy pulls back the bowstring
And lets the arrow go
It flies right out the window
It flies so straight and true
But a little girl sees it
And spills the beans at school
Tattle tale, tattle tale
You belong in jail
We’re gonna hang your britches
On a rusty nail
Next day the little boy
Gets hauled into the office
The little girl is frowning
"Yes," she says, "I saw it."
The little boy denies it
"What proof is there?" says he
The little girl just frowns some more
"Who needs proof?" says she
Tattle tale, tattle tale
You belong in jail
We’re gonna hang your britches
On a rusty nail
The parents of the children
Are called to testify
And both tell the policeman
"My child would never lie"
"Well somebody is lying
And somebody must pay
"I have no choice," the sergeant says
"I'll take them both away"
Tattle tale, tattle tale
You belong in jail
We’re gonna hang your britches
On a rusty nail
Tomorrow he'll regret
Playing make believe at school
And he won't be quite so quick to break
Imaginary rules
Tomorrow she'll be sorry
For all the trouble she got in
And if she's learned her lesson well
She'll never snitch again
Tattle tale, tattle tale
You belong in jail
We’re gonna hang your britches
On a rusty nail
VERSION 2
Okay -- another rewrite here, using all of Terry's great suggestions, in ALL CAPS here, and keeping Summeoyo's previous structural change ideas. Thanks so much to both of you -- I think it's looking good! -- Lisa
TattleTale (REWRITE #2)
A ten-year-old boy shot an imaginary arrow
Straight from his imaginary bow
He and his buddy, horsing around at school
In that one-horse town of literate fools
A ten-year-old witnessed the IMAGINARY arrow
From her classmate's invisible bow
Off to the teacher, THIS dutiful child
Her truthful act REWARDED WITH a smile
CHORUS
Tattle tale
Tattle tale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
Offender and bow MARCHED to the principal's office
WHERE policy NOW is TO BE cautious
Imagine the bow BEING PRIED from his hand
Invisible lessons on being a man
CHORUS
Tattle tale
Tattle tale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
Bridge
Pity the children programmed to snitch
Compliant WITH INDICTMENTS FOR make-believe crimes
SHOULD guilt begin to consume them alive
They'LL BE AS BAD OFF AS THE INNOCENT doing time
CHORUS
Tattletale
Tattletale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
(c) 2013, Lisa Gundling
Per Summeoyo's suggestion, I changed the structure of this. I DO think it flows really nicely this way...THANKS so much for your great help, Summeoyo! I've also changed the structure of the fourth verse/bridge, in keeping with the new structure. Below is the new version...
TattleTale (REWRITE #1)
A ten-year-old boy shot an imaginary arrow
Straight from his imaginary bow
He and his buddy, horsing around at school
In that one-horse town of literate fools
A ten-year-old girl witnessed the invisible arrow
From her classmate's invisible bow
Off to the teacher, a dutiful child
Her truthful act no doubt brought a smile
CHORUS
Tattle tale
Tattle tale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
Offender and bow got hauled to the principal's office
Their policy is always cautious
One can imagine the bow forced from his hand
Invisible lessons on being a man
CHORUS
Tattle tale
Tattle tale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
Bridge
Pity the children programmed to snitch
Compliant in finding make-believe crimes
If their guilt begins to consume them alive
They may be worse off than kids doing time
CHORUS
Tattletale
Tattletale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
(c) 2013, Lisa Gundling
VERSION ONE BELOW
Here's yet another song in my series about kids getting in trouble for trumped-up "weapons" charges! When I wrote my first one, I said I'd chronicle them all. I didn't realize it would be a full-time job!
This one's about a 5th grade kid in a small town in Pennsylvania. The story says a girl reported him to the teacher. I got to thinking about how tattling used to get the tattler in trouble, if the tattling was about something stupid, wasting the teacher's time...
TattleTale
A ten-year-old boy shot an imaginary arrow
Straight from his imaginary bow
He and his buddy, horsing around at school
In that one-horse town of literate fools
A ten-year-old girl witnessed the invisible arrow
From her classmate's invisible bow
Off to the teacher, a dutiful child
Her truthful act no doubt brought a smile
CHORUS
Tattle tale
Tattle tale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
Offender and bow got hauled to the principal's office
Their policy is always cautious
One can imagine the bow forced from his hand
Invisible lessons on being a man
Meanwhile the girl who tells of things no one can see
Has gained a new kind of pedigree
New-age accusers who report these false crimes
May be worse off than the kids doing time
CHORUS
Tattletale
Tattletale
Hang your britches on a rusty nail
That's what tattling used to get you
Back when grown-ups had a clue
(c) 2013, Lisa Gundling