What I Want This To Accomplish

I love music. I love all kinds of music. I love a good melody and I love good lyrics. Here's the thing. Too often I have noticed people getting lost in the melodic side of a song and never listen to the lyrics, the message that the songwriter is trying to share with the listener. Words mean things and there are a lot of songs out there with great lyrics. Here you will find love and hurt, pain and longing, emotions and intimate thoughts from songwriters over the years. There will be no commentary from me on the lyrics. Just the words. The words for you to read, process and ponder and hopefully come away with a little more meaning to a song than just a lovely melody. A more complete understanding of where the artist is coming from. - Bill Clark

Friday, June 20, 2014

HOBO'S MEDITATION

Tonight as I lay on a boxcar
Just waiting for train to pass by
What will become of the hobo
Whenever his time comes to die.

There's a Master up yonder in heaven
Got a place that we might call our home
Will we have to work for a livin'
Or can we continue to roam.

Will there be any freight trains in heaven
Any boxcars in which we might hide
Will there be any tough cops or brakemen
Will they tell us that we cannot ride.

Will the hobo chum with the rich man
Will we always have money to spare
Will they have respect for the hobo
In that land which lies hidden up there.

Will there be any freight trains in heaven
Any boxcars in which we might hide
Will there be any tough cops or brakemen
Will they tell us that we cannot ride.

Will the hobo chum with the rich man
Will we always have money to spare
Will they have respect for the hobo
In that land which lies hidden up there...

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