"Movin' Slow"
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Ever since I got a case of potter's rot,
I can't seem to make it up the stair;
So you'll find me sleepin' in the corner.
By the kitchen window.
It's open, I need the fresh air.

The only speed I know now is adagio.
Ain't got juice enough to build up steam;
So I had to own it long ago,
I'd be movin' kinda slow,
And the truth is, I'm just glad to be here.

You know, once I was a rocket--they called me "Flash"!
Coulda taken Owens and owned the dash;
But now I'm out of fuel,
I'm like a tired old pack mule--
MOVIN' SLOW.

Now I like to contemplate the butterfly,
Watching him flutterin' and dancin' by;
All the while, I watch the flowers grow;
Sure, I'm movin' kinda slow,
But the truth is, I'm so glad to be alive.
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Style=~HONEY.STY. Jazz - Honey Solo Stride Piano
RD=Jazz Brushes
RT Bass 1393 Acoustic Jazz
MIDI Piano
Note: After I found this "stride" style in BIAB and built my chord structure, I just slapped a name on it when I saved the file--'movin' slow'..then later decided "hey, that's a pretty good title/story idea!" and created the lyric from the title. Also, "potter's rot"--something I never heard of until I needed to find a country-like word for an illness that might slow someone down, so now you know!

Windows 11, Intel Core i5-8600T 2.3Ghz, 16 gig ram, BIAB 2025 MegaPak, SampleTank 4, Keystation49 Kybd, Neewer NW-800 mic