Modern Poetry Edition #6


Me and Bobbie McGee by a landslide this week folks. I've noticed that not

all of you are voting, and those who do regularly tend to be left-leaning.

The MP editorial staff was hoping the socially conscious 'I shot the

sheriff' would split the lefty vote with 'At the Zoo' by liberal champion

Paul Simon (who is so good even I voted for him). But art won out, though

we all know Kris K. would never have won had not Janis done his words such

justice.

 

What this means for November, I don't know, but I am considering granting

myself more votes (for MP; I would not run afoul of federal election laws).

I can't seem to get a winner.

 

Till next time...

 

 

# 6 #

[5/24/04]

I Shot the Sheriff by Bob

At The Zoo - S&G

Cold Cold Heart by Hank Williams

The Cover of the Rolling Stone - Dr. Hook

**Me and Bobbie McGee - Sung by Janis (Written by Kristofferson)

 

**Winner of MPulitzer

 

Enjoy... vote early, but only once please.

 

I Shot the Sheriff by Bob Marley

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I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy

I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy.

 

Yeah! All around in my home town,

They're tryin' to track me down;

They say they want to bring me in guilty

For the killing of a deputy,

For the life of a deputy.

But I say: Oh, now, now.

 

I shot the sheriff - the sheriff.

But I swear it was in self defense.

I say: I shot the sheriff - Oh, Lord!

And they say it is a capital offence.

 

Sheriff John Brown always hated me,

For what, I don't know:

Every time I plant a seed,

He said kill it before it grow -

He said kill them before they grow.

And so: Read it in the news:

 

I shot the sheriff. Oh, Lord!

But I swear it was in self defense.

Where was the deputy?

I say: I shot the sheriff,

But I swear it was in self defense.

 

Freedom came my way one day

And I started out of town, yeah!

All of a sudden I saw sheriff John Brown

Aiming to shoot me down,

So I shot - I shot - I shot him down

and I say: if I am guilty I will pay.

 

I shot the sheriff, But I say - But I didn't shoot no deputy

I didn't shoot no deputy

I shot the sheriff- I did!

But I didn't shoot no deputy. Oh!

 

Reflexes had got the better of me

And what is to be must be:

Every day the bucket go to the well,

One day the bottom a-go drop out,

One day the bottom a-go drop out.

 

I say: I shot the sheriff.

Lord, I didn't shot the deputy.

I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy, yeah!

 

 

At The Zoo by Simon and Garfunkel

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Someone told me

It's all happening at the zoo.

I do believe it,

I do believe it's true.

 

It's a light and tumble journey

From the East Side to the park;

Just a fine and fancy ramble

To the zoo.

But you can take the crosstown bus

If it's raining or it's cold,

And the animals will love it

If you do.

 

Somethin' tells me

It's all happening at the zoo.

 

The monkeys stand for honesty,

Giraffes are insincere,

And the elephants are kindly but

They're dumb.

Orangutans are skeptical

Of changes in their cages,

And the zookeeper is very fond of rum.

Zebras are reactionaries,

Antelopes are missionaries,

Pigeons plot in secrecy,

And hamsters turn on frequently.

What a gas! You gotta come and see

 

At the zoo.

 

 

COLD COLD HEART by Hank Williams

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I tried so hard my dear to show that you're my every dream.

Yet you're afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme

A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart

Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart

 

Another love before my time made your heart sad and blue

And so my heart is paying now for things I didn't do

In anger unkind words are spoke that make the teardrops start

Why can't I free your doubtful mind,and melt your cold cold heart

 

You'll never know how much it hurts to see you sit and cry

You know you need and want my love yet you're afraid to try

Why do you run and hide from life,to try it just ain't smart

Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart

 

There was a time when I believed that you belonged to me

But now I know your heart is shackled to a memory

The more I learn to care for you, the more we drift apart

Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart

 

 

THE COVER OF THE ROLLING STONE

by Dr. Hook (Written by Shel Siverstein)

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Oh, we’re big rock singers.

We got golden fingers.

And we’re loved everywhere we go.

We sing about beauty,

And we sing about truth

At ten thousand dollars a show.

We take all kinds of pills

To give us all kind of thrills,

But the thrill we’ve never known

Is the thrill that’ll getcha

When you get your picture

On the cover of the Rolling Stone.

 

Rolling Stone...

Wanna see my picture on the cover.

Stone...

Wanna buy five copies for my Mother.

Stone...

Wanna see my smiling face

On the cover of the Rolling Stone.

 

I got a freaky old lady

Named Cocaine Katy

Who embroiders all my jeans.

Got my poor old grey-haired daddy

Drivin’ my limousine.

It’s all designed to blow our minds,

But our minds won’t really get blown

Like the blow that’ll getcha

When you get your picture

On the cover of the Rolling Stone.

 

We gotta lotta little teenage blue-eyed groupies

Who do anything we say.

We got a genuine Indian guru

Who’s teaching us a better way.

We got all the friends that money can buy,

So we never have to be alone.

And we keep getting richer,

But we can’t get our picture

On the cover of the Rolling Stone.

 

 

Me and Bobbie McGee - Sung by Janis (Written by Kristofferson)

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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train

Feeling nearly faded as my jeans.

Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,

It rode us all the way to New Orleans.

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,

I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues.

Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine,

We sang every song that driver knew.

 

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free

And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,

You know feeling good was good enough for me,

Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

 

From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun,

Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.

Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done,

Hey Bobby baby kept me from the cold.

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,

He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it,

But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday

To be holding Bobby's body next to mine.

 

Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,

Nothing, that's all that Bobby left me, yeah,

But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,

Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm,

Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

 

La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la

La la la la la Bobby McGee.

La la la la la, la la la la la

La la la la la, Bobby McGee, la.

La La la, la la la la la la,

La La la la la la la la la, hey now Bobby now Bobby McGee yeah.

Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na

 

Hey now Bobby now, Bobby McGee, yeah.

Lord, I'm calling my lover, calling my man,

I said I'm calling my lover just the best I can,

C'mon, where is Bobby now, where is Bobby McGee, yeah,

 

Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord

Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord!

Yeah! Whew!

Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord