Don’t take my whiskey,
don’t take the air that I breathe.
Don’t take the things that I own,
don’t take the money that I need.
Just take my love,
I said take my love,
cuz’ that’s all I got.
Don’t take my car,
don’t take the hat that I wear.
Don’t take boots that I kick,
don’t take my lounge away chair.
Just take my love,
I said take my love,
cuz’ that’s all I got.
[bridge]
The things you want you don’t need,
the things you own but don’t feed,
the things you cut that don’t bleed,
all them things, now, don’t. you. see,
just take you down, down, down, down, down.
down, down, down, down, down
Don’t take my mind,
don’t take the schemes that I scheme.
Don’t take the songs that I sing,
don’t take the dreams that I dream.
Just take my love,
go on take my love,
cuz’ that’s all I got.
Cuz’ that’s all I got.
And that’s all you need.
So, just take my love,
I said take my love,
cuz’ that’s all you need.
[fade: repeat]
Potentially great lyrics. Got a tune in mind for this?
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My boss back at the stock market trading software firm, with whom I’ve maintain a connection, is into the music side. He collects and plays something called Ibanez guitars? Anyway, he’s retired from software, but retained that creative streak. I said, I’ll write the lyrics, you write the tune and we’ll find someone with a voice that doesn’t sound like a fox-caught-goose and see what bubbles up.
We discussed whether it’s lyrics or music that comes first. The thought is all three, the third being one guy, plinking and scribbling simultaneously.
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Excellent lyrics.
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