My old chum from my Greenwich Village rock-and-roll days Peter Spencer, who wrote it, did an absolutely killer version of this when I saw him play at Kline's Gallery in Lambertville N.J. last Saturday.
Yes once I had money and lovers
Once I had teeth in my jaw
But why have adventures except when you're old to tell stories
That fill your companions with awe?
I shall die here of boredom
I shall die here of boredom
I swear to god, that's one of the greatest songs of all time. And yes, a certain Shady Dame and I had a lovely weekend, BTW.
2 comments:
Marvelous song, and I'm still chuckling over it.
Haha love that song! Thanks for sharing Steve. If Pete ever travels through Ohio, I would love to organize a concert for him!
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