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Concert (version ii)


We are all nearing senior ages now
Life has slowed right down these days
But we had our moments of glory
Before accepting our more settled ways

Sonny Terry played the mouth harp
In his own special way
Gave me a sort lesson
That very special day
With Brownie playing blues
Sitting on those old hard chairs
Hull City Hall backstage
Just the four of us there

And they passed the whisky bottle
And we all had a little drink
Our private little concert
For maybe half an hour I think
But then he came and caught us
And did that man shout
Before he took us back to the concert
After threatening throwing us out

I used to play mouth harp
In the Ramblers Skiffle Band
Just a few Blues numbers
Mouth Harp held in hand
I would pour out those notes
Keep the rhythm and the swing
Then gently fade them down
To let old Alan back to sing
I was proud of my playing
Though in truth it was pretty bad
But I braved up the front
And gave all that I had

And I always though of Sonny
And that day backstage
Three times more we went back
Before that man in a rage
Marched us through the door
And no matter how we knocked
Wouldn't let us back
And made sure that door was locked

We are all nearing senior ages now
Life has slowed right down these days
But we had our moments of glory
Before accepting our more settled ways











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