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Don't Look Down, Pollyanna
The sidewalk spiel, it's no big deal,
The traffic lights are blinking just the same;
The church bell tolls for hearts and souls,
And ev'ry moth is flapping toward a flame.
Don't look down, Pollyanna,
Don't look down at all;
Shreveport Louisiana
Is just as high as Niag'ra Falls.
You feel as if you're over a barrel,
You think you might be close to the edge,
You're hopin' there'll be somebody there who'll
Get you back in tact off the ledge.
Your west side home they foreclosed on
Is someone else's dream come true today;
At near half price it must feel nice
To wake up with a mortgage one can pay.
Don't look down Pollyanna,
Don't look down at all,
Shreveport Louisiana
Is just as high as Niag'ra Falls.
You feel as if you're over a barrel,
You think you might go straight down the drain,
You're hopin' there'll be somebody there who'll
Zap you back t' Hackberry Lane.
The World And How To Work It
Is a book you should've read,
There should've been a copy on the night stand by your bed;
Life And How To Live It
is another good choice as well --
The new large print edition and a fairly clean hotel...
A sweet soul blast from days gone past
Is bouncing off the Greyhound station wall;
A safe past tense that makes good sense
And now is somewhat painful to recall.
Don't look down, Pollyanna,
Don't look down at all;
Shreveport, Louisiana is just as high as Nia'gra Falls.
You feel as if you're over a barrel,
You think you might be close to the end,
You're hopin' there'll be somebody there who'll
Get you back on track once again.
(c) S. Forbert 2009
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THE BEAST OF BALLYHOO (ROCK SHOW)
Bought myself a ticket and I paid to park my Nissan, too;
Really can't afford it, but I'll do just to come hear you.
I know all your songs and all the words and what the songs all mean;
There's the trucks an' trailers and the buses of your road machine...
CHORUS:
Rock show, hope you never stop,
Rock show, way up at the top,
It's me, in section fifty three
And you, the Beast of Ballyhoo!
Tryna find my seat I stop to look at all your merchandise;
Punk girl walkin' by me says she's skippin' work to be here twice...
REPEAT CHORUS
You wear a gold satin jacket, but your tattoos show,
You've got a ring on ev'ry finger and your green eyes glow,
They call you beast and say you're crazy, but they just don't know,
You've been on top since you was twenty, so I don't think so!
There's your red Destroyer and your back-up singer's tambourine;
I'll catch ev'ry detail off your big high-definition screen.
REPEAT CHORUS
REPEAT CHORUS
© S. Forbert 2008
Heathercom Music, ASCAP
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It's All in the Game
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What Kinda Guy?
02:57
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Trouble No More
02:10
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Steve Forbert
Folk-Rock, singer-songwriter. Romeo's Tune was his first major hit in 1979. Hometown: Meridian, Miss. Released 22 studio albums, including a Grammy-nominated tribute to fellow Meridian, Mississippi native, Jimmie Rodgers.
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