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Talking Fuel
Lyrics © 1985 Stephen Savitzky & Cynthia McQuillan. All rights reserved. Music: Talking Blues (traditional arr. Savitzky)
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I was picking my gui
tar one night
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And
I got quite confused
G
C
When I
found that half the
songs I know
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Work as a talking blues.
Remember good old Greensleeves,
And darling Clementine?
It doesn't take a bit of work
To make them scan just fine.
For example,
Here's one you might recognize...
A hundred parsecs out
On a ship called Borman's Fate,
The engineer, McClellan
Sent the word down to the mate.
Our engine's growing cold, he said,
And soon our ship will die
If we can't find a planet
With fuel to feed the drive.
See what I mean?
Now Cindy probably doesn't mind--
I think she'd be amused
To hear her ``Fuel to Feed the Drive''
Done as a talking blues.
I'm not the one with problems,
But if Frank Hayes hears this song,
He might try ``God Lives on Terra''
And he might not live too long.
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