Tender Lady Blues
Posted: 3 January 14 Filed under: Poems/Songs | Tags: Andy Copeland, Art, Blues, Death, Escape, Evil, Experience, Freedom, Music, People, Retrospection, Song, Sun, Tender Lady Blues, Time, Writing Leave a commentBy Andy Copeland
Lonesome baby
I know where you’re from
I’ve been on that hill
From where you’ve come
I’ve heard the stories
I know what you’ve done
Tender lady
Won’t you take my hand?
I’m fed up with this town
I know you understand
We can escape this
I’ve got a plan
Oh Lord have mercy
Have mercy on my soul
It took me too long
It’s time for me to go
It’s been so fun, woman
I don’t think you know
Oh now forget me
Forget me and all I’ve done
You know I’ve been so evil
But I’m not the only one
You know I’m just one of these people
Living under this miserable sun
One Man
Posted: 22 December 13 Filed under: Poems/Songs | Tags: Addiction, Advice, Andy Copeland, Art, Choices, Depression, Disillusionment, Drugs, Experience, Fix, Jesus, Life, Morality, One Man, Poem, Roads, Satan, Song, Writing, Youth 1 CommentBy Andy Copeland
I sleep, the world is turning
I wake, my mind is burning
Through my life I’m always learning
Don’t follow every yearning
I’ve almost seen Satan’s face
And I heard all ’bout Jesus’s grace
I’ve been everywhere between, seen
All the sights that can be seen and
I can tell you not to follow
Everyone’s advice
‘Cuz no one thinks
Twice
I’m in the world around me
The sights and sounds surrounding
Did you hear the music sounding?
I can feel my heart a-pounding and
I just know I need a fix
I throw it into my daily mix
My mamma taught me right from wrong but
Here I am, singing this song and
I just don’t know where I’m gonna go
But it ain’t too good and that’s for sho’
Ain’t too many roads for me to take; and
I don’t know how far one man can make