Fat Lady's Swan Song - 07/06/22 09:24 AM
Fat Lady's Swan Song on Soundclound
Fat Lady's Swan Song on YouTube
You know how it's not over until the fat lady sings? Well, I thought I heard her the other night. They say that swans sing most beautifully just before they die. My singing here proves it ain't happening for awhile. I like how Dave interpreted the song. I can almost hear the fat chick lamenting my demise.
Style is _TEASIN.STY (Teasin Blues Shuffle)
RealTracks in style: 2889:Piano, Acoustic, Rhythm FolkBluesSlowShuffleMike Sw 085
RealTracks in style: 3246:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm BluesShuffleSlowSol sw 100
RealTracks in style: 1152:Silence
RealDrums in style:BluesShuffle^3-a:Brushes, Swirl , b:Brushes, HiHat
BRIDGE Style is _CBOOGIM.STY (Medium Country Boogie w/ Piano)
RealTracks in style: ~1854:Piano, Acoustic, Rhythm CountryBoogie Sw 110
RealTracks in style: ~953:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm CountryBoogieCleanA-B Sw 110
RealTracks in style: ~956:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm CountryBoogieGrittyA-B Sw 110
RealDrums in style:NashvilleShuffle^01-a:Sidestick, HiHat , b:Snare, Ride
Dave Bell of Blue Attitude played guitar and I sang and played bass.
Fat Lady's Swan Song
Waking up in someone else's bathroom with someone banging on the door,
I stand to reason but I feel much like an old broom, and slide across the floor.
There's someone peering through the crack I left it open, They're calling out someone's name.
They're going to see how the mirror in here's broken. Of course, they'll cast me the blame.
CH: Oh, oh, the fat lady's singing my swan song. There's a flat note stuck in her throat.
She claims that nothing has gone wrong. She said "that's all she wrote" for me.
Sitting still I can hear some kind of music that sounds so out of place.
I wonder how the fat chick came to use it to wash away all trace
of everything I have done and still hold sacred, of all beliefs that I hold.
My time is up. There's no time left to fake it. She says I'm just too old. CH
BR: There's a slice of sunshine streaming in here sometimes that brings a ray of hope.
She's trying to erase it, and I'm left her to face it without a way to cope. SOLO
There's someone peering through the crack in the mirror. I wonder who can it be.
It looks like me, but the features could be clearer. For those with eyes let them see. CH
Fat Lady's Swan Song on YouTube
You know how it's not over until the fat lady sings? Well, I thought I heard her the other night. They say that swans sing most beautifully just before they die. My singing here proves it ain't happening for awhile. I like how Dave interpreted the song. I can almost hear the fat chick lamenting my demise.
Style is _TEASIN.STY (Teasin Blues Shuffle)
RealTracks in style: 2889:Piano, Acoustic, Rhythm FolkBluesSlowShuffleMike Sw 085
RealTracks in style: 3246:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm BluesShuffleSlowSol sw 100
RealTracks in style: 1152:Silence
RealDrums in style:BluesShuffle^3-a:Brushes, Swirl , b:Brushes, HiHat
BRIDGE Style is _CBOOGIM.STY (Medium Country Boogie w/ Piano)
RealTracks in style: ~1854:Piano, Acoustic, Rhythm CountryBoogie Sw 110
RealTracks in style: ~953:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm CountryBoogieCleanA-B Sw 110
RealTracks in style: ~956:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm CountryBoogieGrittyA-B Sw 110
RealDrums in style:NashvilleShuffle^01-a:Sidestick, HiHat , b:Snare, Ride
Dave Bell of Blue Attitude played guitar and I sang and played bass.
Fat Lady's Swan Song
Waking up in someone else's bathroom with someone banging on the door,
I stand to reason but I feel much like an old broom, and slide across the floor.
There's someone peering through the crack I left it open, They're calling out someone's name.
They're going to see how the mirror in here's broken. Of course, they'll cast me the blame.
CH: Oh, oh, the fat lady's singing my swan song. There's a flat note stuck in her throat.
She claims that nothing has gone wrong. She said "that's all she wrote" for me.
Sitting still I can hear some kind of music that sounds so out of place.
I wonder how the fat chick came to use it to wash away all trace
of everything I have done and still hold sacred, of all beliefs that I hold.
My time is up. There's no time left to fake it. She says I'm just too old. CH
BR: There's a slice of sunshine streaming in here sometimes that brings a ray of hope.
She's trying to erase it, and I'm left her to face it without a way to cope. SOLO
There's someone peering through the crack in the mirror. I wonder who can it be.
It looks like me, but the features could be clearer. For those with eyes let them see. CH