Story Behind The Song
see above
Song Description
true story from boston's homeless paper "spare change" real nice, i think it fits the story, i forget the guys name after all these years...fits the cd nicely, at least i think so
| Song Length |
2:43 |
Genre |
Blues - Country, Spoken Word - Poetry |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Relaxed |
Subject |
Poverty, Existence |
Lyrics
INDIGENT
By David Caira
Born and raised in northern California
My dad trained me as a wood shop apprentice
But there was no jobs in that
So I went to work in the saw mill
I saw two men loose their fingers
But when I saw a man get his hand cut off at the wrist
I knew there must be more to life than this
S o I quit work and hooked up with some friends
Mixin chemicals in the kitchen sink
Makin crank for the locals
Heavy duty trucker speed
CHORUS:
Sometimes I drink
Sometimes I don?t
Sometimes I sleep in
I?m indigent
They killed a friend of mine who was caught talking to the cops
And I knew I?d be next
I didn?t hop a box car cause everybody knows there?s killers ridin the rails
So I hitchhiked my way to Boston
No one knows where I am
CHORUS
I don?t pay taxes I don?t got no home address
Got no wife and kids and I got no stress
Let me put it to you philosophical and pretty
I?m the ghost you see sleepin under bridges in the man made city
CHORUS
Copyright Night Run Publishing 2006