Friday, November 27, 2015

Soldier Blues

One of my sons challenged me to write a blues song.

Woke up early  this morning
  My bunk out in the sleet.
Snored so loud last night
   No one could get to sleep.

Went to the barracks door
   No one would let me in.
Cold and wet and shaking
   That’s how my blues began.

Yes I’ve got them soldier blues
  Drafted off the  street
From beer and women and cars
   To wearing out my feet.

Someday I’ll lose these blues
   When I get home for good.
I’ll whip ol’ Jody’s ass
  And start living like I should.

Don't think I will give up my day job.


Ami said...

I think there needs to be a video added of you singing for us to accurately judge.

CenTexTim said...

"Drafted off the street"


You're showing your age... :-)

Coffeypot said...

Not a bad attempt. I can't rime worth a dime.

Well Seasoned Fool said...

2nd grade Christmas Pageant rehearsals had me singing my little heart out. Very soon I was a Shepard. I'm extremely musically challenged.

Well Seasoned Fool said...

Yep, I'm an old fart. My MOS didn't' have letters. 112 instead of 12C. Serial number instead of my social security number. We did have black boots and shoes.

Well Seasoned Fool said...


Old NFO said...

LOL, nope, keep the day job...

Well Seasoned Fool said...

Good advice.

Momma Fargo said...

Haha. I rather enjoyed that ditty.

Well Seasoned Fool said...

Glad you enjoyed it. Silly really, but sometimes a father just needs to show his son the old man shouldn't be challenged.

Momma Fargo said...

Haha. Such a competitive father you are.

Well Seasoned Fool said...

Me comparative? Who woulda thunk.